Poems, כרך 2Edward Moxon, 1842 - 231 עמודים |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 19
עמוד 14
... rest , From spur to plume a star of tournament , Shot thro ' the lists at Camelot , and charged Before the eyes of ladies and of kings . Then loudly cried the bold Sir Bedivere , " Ah ! my Lord Arthur , whither shall I go ? Where shall ...
... rest , From spur to plume a star of tournament , Shot thro ' the lists at Camelot , and charged Before the eyes of ladies and of kings . Then loudly cried the bold Sir Bedivere , " Ah ! my Lord Arthur , whither shall I go ? Where shall ...
עמוד 54
... rest , Denying not these weather - beaten limbs The meed of saints , the white robe and the palm . O take the meaning , Lord : I do not breathe , Not whisper , any murmur of complaint . Pain heap'd ten - hundred - fold to this , were ...
... rest , Denying not these weather - beaten limbs The meed of saints , the white robe and the palm . O take the meaning , Lord : I do not breathe , Not whisper , any murmur of complaint . Pain heap'd ten - hundred - fold to this , were ...
עמוד 66
... 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 , issuing shorn and sleek , Would ...
... 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 , issuing shorn and sleek , Would ...
עמוד 73
... roofs of Sumner - place ! XXXIX . But tell me , did she read the name I carved with many vows When last with throbbing heart I came To rest beneath thy boughs ? XL . " O yes , she wander'd round and THE TALKING OAK . 73.
... roofs of Sumner - place ! XXXIX . But tell me , did she read the name I carved with many vows When last with throbbing heart I came To rest beneath thy boughs ? XL . " O yes , she wander'd round and THE TALKING OAK . 73.
עמוד 78
... rest- Dropt dews upon her golden head , An acorn in her breast . LVIII . " But in a pet she started up , And pluck'd it out , and drew My little oakling from the cup , And flung him in the dew . LIX . " And yet it was a graceful gift— I ...
... rest- Dropt dews upon her golden head , An acorn in her breast . LVIII . " But in a pet she started up , And pluck'd it out , and drew My little oakling from the cup , And flung him in the dew . LIX . " And yet it was a graceful gift— I ...
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...