PoemsMacmillan, 1879 - 370 sider |
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... Gods are we , bards , saints , heroes , if we will ! - Dumb judges , answer , truth or mockery ? Written in Butler's ... God's harmonious whole , Rend in a thousand shreds this life of ours . Vain labour ! Deep and broad , where none may ...
... Gods are we , bards , saints , heroes , if we will ! - Dumb judges , answer , truth or mockery ? Written in Butler's ... God's harmonious whole , Rend in a thousand shreds this life of ours . Vain labour ! Deep and broad , where none may ...
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... GOD knows it , I am with you . If to prize Those virtues , prized and practised by too few , But prized , but loved , but eminent in you , Man's fundamental life ; if to despise The barren optimistic sophistries Of comfortable moles ...
... GOD knows it , I am with you . If to prize Those virtues , prized and practised by too few , But prized , but loved , but eminent in you , Man's fundamental life ; if to despise The barren optimistic sophistries Of comfortable moles ...
Side 7
... God . Religious Isolation . TO THE SAME FRIEND . CHILDREN ( as such forgive them ) have I known , Ever in their own eager pastime bent To make the incurious bystander , intent On his own swarming thoughts , an interest own- Too fearful ...
... God . Religious Isolation . TO THE SAME FRIEND . CHILDREN ( as such forgive them ) have I known , Ever in their own eager pastime bent To make the incurious bystander , intent On his own swarming thoughts , an interest own- Too fearful ...
Side 8
... he scorn'd , and hated wrong— The Gods declare my recompence to - day . I look'd for life more lasting , rule more high ; And when six years are measured , lo , I die ! ' Yet surely , O my people , did I 8 MYCERINUS . MYCERINUS.
... he scorn'd , and hated wrong— The Gods declare my recompence to - day . I look'd for life more lasting , rule more high ; And when six years are measured , lo , I die ! ' Yet surely , O my people , did I 8 MYCERINUS . MYCERINUS.
Side 9
... Gods was given ; A light that from some upper fount did beam , Some better archetype , whose seat was heaven ; A light that , shining from the blest abodes , Did shadow somewhat of the life of Gods . ' Mere phantoms of man's self ...
... Gods was given ; A light that from some upper fount did beam , Some better archetype , whose seat was heaven ; A light that , shining from the blest abodes , Did shadow somewhat of the life of Gods . ' Mere phantoms of man's self ...
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Æsir Afrasiab ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH Asgard Balder Behold breast breath Breidablik bright brow Callicles calm cheek Church clear cold cries dark dead death deep divine dost doth dream earth Empedocles eyes fame father Fausta Fcap feel fields flowers FRANCIS TURNER PALGRAVE gaze gloom Gods gone grass grave green grey grief hair hand hath head hear heard heart Heaven Hela Hela's Hermod hills Hoder hour Iacchus Iseult King knew light live lonely look'd morn never Niflheim night o'er Obermann Odin once Oxus pain pale pass'd Pausanias POEMS rest round Rustum sand sate Seistan shining sleep Sleipner smile Sohrab soul spake spirit spring stand stars stood stream strife sweet Tartar tears thee thine things thou art thou hast thought to-day Tristram voice wandering waves weep wind wood youth
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Side 297 - Thou -waitest for the spark from heaven! and we, Light half-believers of our casual creeds, Who never deeply felt, nor clearly will'd...
Side 2 - Shakespeare OTHERS abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask — Thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge. For the loftiest hill, Who to the stars uncrowns his majesty, Planting his steadfast footsteps in the sea, Making the heaven of heavens his dwelling-place, Spares but the cloudy border of his base To the...
Side 212 - 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.
Side 309 - He too upon a wintry clime Had fallen — on this iron time Of doubts, disputes, distractions, fears. He found us when the age had bound Our souls in its benumbing round ; He spoke, and loosed our heart in tears. He laid us as we lay at birth On the cool flowery lap of earth...
Side 173 - And will not, then, the immortal armies scorn The world's poor, routed leavings ? or will they, Who fail'd under the heat of this life's day, Support the fervours of the heavenly morn ? No, no ! the energy of life may be Kept on after the grave, but not begun ; And he who flagg'd not in the earthly strife, From strength to strength advancing — only he, His soul well-knit, and all his battles won, Mounts, and that hardly, to eternal life.
Side 276 - Unaffrighted by the silence round them, Undistracted by the sights they see, These demand not that the things without them Yield them love, amusement, sympathy.
Side 303 - I know the wood which hides the daffodil, I know the Fyfield tree, I know what white, what purple fritillaries The grassy harvest of the river-fields, Above by Ensham, down by Sandford, yields, And what sedged brooks are Thames's tributaries ; I know these slopes; who knows them if not I?
Side 340 - Ye slumber in your silent grave! — The world, which for an idle day Grace to your mood of sadness gave, Long since hath flung her weeds away.
Side 291 - And in the sun all morning binds the sheaves, Then here, at noon, comes back his stores to use — Here will I sit and wait, While to my ear from uplands far away The bleating of the folded flocks is borne, With distant cries of reapers in the corn — All the live murmur of a summer's day.
Side 293 - mid their drink and clatter, he would fly. And I myself seem half to know thy looks, And put the shepherds, wanderer! on thy trace...