Poems, כרך 2Edward Moxon, 1842 - 231 עמודים |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 25
עמוד 16
... fair with orchard - lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea , Where I will heal me of my grievous wound . ” So said he , and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the brink , like some full - breasted swan That , fluting a ...
... fair with orchard - lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea , Where I will heal me of my grievous wound . ” So said he , and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the brink , like some full - breasted swan That , fluting a ...
עמוד 17
... cannot die . " Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated " Come again , and thrice as fair ; " And , further inland , voices echoed- " Come VOL . II . C With all good things , and war shall be no MORTE D'ARTHUR . 17.
... cannot die . " Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated " Come again , and thrice as fair ; " And , further inland , voices echoed- " Come VOL . II . C With all good things , and war shall be no MORTE D'ARTHUR . 17.
עמוד 26
... fair fingers cull'd , Were worth a hundred kisses press'd on lips Less exquisite than thine . " She look'd but all Suffused with blushes - neither self - possess'd Nor startled , but betwixt this mood and that , Divided in a graceful ...
... fair fingers cull'd , Were worth a hundred kisses press'd on lips Less exquisite than thine . " She look'd but all Suffused with blushes - neither self - possess'd Nor startled , but betwixt this mood and that , Divided in a graceful ...
עמוד 61
... fair seraphs . On the coals I lay , A vessel full of sin all hell beneath : Made me boil over . Devils pluck'd my sleeve ; Abaddon and Asmodeus caught at me . I smote them with the cross ; they swarm'd again . In bed like monstrous apes ...
... fair seraphs . On the coals I lay , A vessel full of sin all hell beneath : Made me boil over . Devils pluck'd my sleeve ; Abaddon and Asmodeus caught at me . I smote them with the cross ; they swarm'd again . In bed like monstrous apes ...
עמוד 66
... fair as my Olivia , came To rest beneath thy boughs.- X. " O Walter , I have shelter'd here Whatever maiden grace The good old Summers , year by year , Made ripe in Sumner - chace : XI . " Old Summers , when the monk was fat , And ...
... fair as my Olivia , came To rest beneath thy boughs.- X. " O Walter , I have shelter'd here Whatever maiden grace The good old Summers , year by year , Made ripe in Sumner - chace : XI . " Old Summers , when the monk was fat , And ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Alice the nurse AMPHION answer'd beggar maid beneath betwixt blow bold Sir Bedivere bore breast breath cheek child Cophetua crag dark death dipt Dora dream earth Edward Gray Ellen Adair Eustace evermore Excalibur eyes face fair fancy flower folded gate golden gone grew hand happy hast hear heard heart Heaven hope hour King Arthur kiss kiss'd knees Lady Clare last embrace laugh'd light lightly lips live Locksley Hall look look'd Lord Ronald mind moon moorland morn never night o'er pass'd praise QUEEN GUINEVERE replied rose round saints seem'd shade SIMEON STYLITES SIR LAUNCELOT sleep song soul sound spake speak stars stept summer sweet thee thine things thou art thought thrice thro thy dreams touch'd truth turn'd unto vapour Vext village maid voice whisper wife wind wither'd words yonder
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 105 - From the nations' airy navies grappling in the central blue ; Far along the world-wide whisper of the south-wind rushing warm, With the standards of the peoples plunging thro' the thunderstorm ; Till the war-drum throbb'd no longer, and the battle-flags were furl'd In the Parliament of man, the Federation of the world. There the common sense of most shall hold a fretful realm in awe, And the kindly earth shall slumber, lapt in universal law.
עמוד 174 - My good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
עמוד 14 - And I, the last, go forth companionless, And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
עמוד 104 - Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new : That which they have done but earnest of the things that they shall do...
עמוד 6 - So saying, from the ruin'd shrine he stept And in the moon athwart the place of tombs, Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men, Old knights, and over them the sea-wind sang Shrill, chill, with flakes of foam. He, stepping down By zigzag paths, and juts of pointed rock, Came on the shining levels of the lake. There drew he forth the brand Excalibur...
עמוד 11 - And caught him by the hilt, and brandish'd him Three times, and drew him under in the mere. And lightly went the other to the King. Then spoke King Arthur, drawing thicker breath : 'Now see I by thine eyes that this is done. Speak out: what is it thou hast heard, or seen?
עמוד 97 - As the husband is, the wife is: thou art mated with a clown, And the grossness of his nature will have weight to drag thee down. He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force, Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.
עמוד 89 - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades Vext the dim sea: I am become a name; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known; cities of men And manners, climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but...
עמוד 99 - Comfort? comfort scorn'd of devils! this is truth the poet sings, That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things. Drug thy memories, lest thou learn it, lest thy heart be put to proof, In the dead unhappy night, and when the rain is on the roof.
עמוד 15 - So said he, and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the brink, like some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death...