The Burden of the Victorian Lyric: A Comparative Study of Elizabethan and Victorian Lyrics
University of Wisconsin--Madison, 1900 - 222 páginas
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beauty birds blow breath Browning chance characteristic child cold comes contrast dark dead dear death desire doth doubt dream earth Elizabethan emotions expressed eyes face fading fair faith fall fear feel fields flowers give hand hath hear heart heaven hold hope hour John kiss leave lies light lines lips live look Lord love's lovers mother move nature never o'er pace pare pass passion past patriotic poem poet poetry praise pretty rest rose Schelling seemed seen shadow Shakespeare sing sleep soft songs Sorrow soul spirit spring stanza summer sweet tears tells Tennyson thee things Thomas thou thought touch treated true turned Victorian weep wind wings winter young youth
Página 87 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When...
Página 51 - If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe — Such boasting as the Gentiles use Or lesser breeds without the Law — Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget! For heathen heart that puts her trust In reeking tube and iron shard — All valiant dust that builds on dust, And guarding calls not Thee to guard — For frantic boast and foolish word, Thy Mercy on Thy People, Lord!
Página 25 - At those clear wells Where sweetness dwells, Drawn up by saints in crystal buckets. And when our bottles and all we Are filled with immortality, Then the...
Página 10 - But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world.
Página 96 - Which will not leave the myrrh-bush on the height; To hear each other's whisper'd speech; Eating the Lotos day by day, To watch the crisping ripples on the beach, And tender curving lines of creamy spray...
Página 26 - Here, in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam ; Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home.
Página 50 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Página 96 - Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone. What is it that will last? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful past.
Página 5 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Página 64 - I loved you, Evelyn, all the while ! My heart seemed full as it could hold ; There was place and to spare for the frank young smile, And the red young mouth, and the hair's young gold. So, hush, — I will give you this leaf to keep : See, I shut it inside the sweet cold hand ! There, that is our secret: go to sleep! You will wake, and remember, and understand.