The Poetical Works of Jean Ingelow: Including the Shepherd Lady and Other PoemsLovell, 1863 - 492 páginas |
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... neath it in the standing wheat , A cradle and a fair retreat , Full sweetly slept the little one . The workman rested from his stroke , And manly were the words he spoke , Until the smiling babe awoke And prayed to him for milk and food ...
... neath it in the standing wheat , A cradle and a fair retreat , Full sweetly slept the little one . The workman rested from his stroke , And manly were the words he spoke , Until the smiling babe awoke And prayed to him for milk and food ...
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... neath men's feet its image still may be While yet it waves about them , living lyre , like thee ! ” But even as the Poet spoke , behold He lifted up his face toward the sky ; The ruddy sun dipt under the gray wold , His shadowy lyre was ...
... neath men's feet its image still may be While yet it waves about them , living lyre , like thee ! ” But even as the Poet spoke , behold He lifted up his face toward the sky ; The ruddy sun dipt under the gray wold , His shadowy lyre was ...
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... Neath rainy skies , " Still youthful manhood , fresh and keen , At danger gazed with awed delight , As if sea would not drown , I ween , Nor serpent bite . " I had --- ah , happy ! but ' tis gone , The priceless jewel ; one came by ...
... Neath rainy skies , " Still youthful manhood , fresh and keen , At danger gazed with awed delight , As if sea would not drown , I ween , Nor serpent bite . " I had --- ah , happy ! but ' tis gone , The priceless jewel ; one came by ...
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... neath the snow . " The cold is not in crag , nor scar , Not in the snows that lap the lea , Not in your wings that beat afar , Delighting , on the crested sea ; " No , nor in yon exultant wind That shakes the oak and bends the pine ...
... neath the snow . " The cold is not in crag , nor scar , Not in the snows that lap the lea , Not in your wings that beat afar , Delighting , on the crested sea ; " No , nor in yon exultant wind That shakes the oak and bends the pine ...
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... neath the majesty Of that great crystal height , that overhung The blackness at our feet , Unseen to fleet and fleet , The flocking stars among , And only hear the dipping of the oar , And the small wave's caressing of the darksome ...
... neath the majesty Of that great crystal height , that overhung The blackness at our feet , Unseen to fleet and fleet , The flocking stars among , And only hear the dipping of the oar , And the small wave's caressing of the darksome ...
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answered art thou behold bird breast brow Brown wood-owls child cloud cowslips cried daffodil dark dear deep door doth drave dream dropped evermore eyes face fain fair father fear feet forget gaze Gladys gold golden legend grass hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven Japhet Lamech laughed lifted light lips looked Lord lyre Mavis Enderby Methuselah mother mourn Muriel naught neath never night Niloiya peace Persephone Plymouth Hoe Plymouth town Poet pray quoth rock rose sailed saith shine sighed silent sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spake speak spoke stars stood stranger point sweet talk tears tell tender thee thine things thou art thought trees trembling twas voice wait wake walked ween wife wilt wind wings woman wonder words youth
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Página 113 - I looked without, and lo ! my sonne Came riding downe with might and main : He raised a shout as he drew on, Till all the welkin rang again, "Elizabeth! Elizabeth!
Página 112 - Leave your meadow grasses mellow, Mellow, mellow ; Quit your cowslips, cowslips yellow ; Come uppe Whitefoot, come uppe Lightfoot ; Quit...
Página 112 - Hollow, hollow; Come uppe Jetty, rise and follow, From the clovers lift your head; Come uppe Whitefoot, come uppe Lightfoot, Come uppe Jetty, rise and follow, Jetty, to the milking shed.
Página 113 - Then some looked uppe into the sky, And all along where Lindis flows To where the goodly vessels lie, And where the lordly steeple shows. They sayde, "And why should this thing be? What danger lowers by land or sea? They ring the tune of Enderby!
Página 115 - I shall never hear her more By the reedy Lindis shore, "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling, Ere the early dews be falling. I shall never hear her song, "Cusha! Cusha!
Página 111 - THE old mayor climbed the belfry tower; The ringers ran by two, by three: "Pull, if ye never pulled before; Good ringers pull your best,
Página 111 - I sat and spun within the doore, My thread brake off, I raised myne eyes; The level sun, like ruddy ore, Lay sinking in the barren skies; And dark against day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. 'Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!' calling, Ere the early dews were falling, Farre away I heard her song. 'Cusha! Cusha!
Página 114 - With that he cried and beat his breast ; For, lo ! along the river's bed A mighty eygre reared his crest, And uppe the Lindis raging sped. It swept with thunderous noises loud ; Shaped like a curling snow-white cloud, Or like a demon in a shroud.
Página 127 - You bells in the steeple, ring, ring out your changes, How many soever they be, • And let the brown meadow-lark's note as he ranges Come over, come over to me. Yet birds' clearest carol by fall or by swelling No magical sense conveys, And bells have forgotten their old art of telling The fortune of future days. H
Página 111 - Boston bells! Ply all your changes, all your swells, Play uppe "The Brides of Enderby." ' Men say it was a stolen tyde — The Lord that sent it, He knows all ; But in myne ears doth still abide The message that the bells let fall : And there was naught of strange, beside The flight of mews and peewits pied By millions crouched on the old sea wall.