Works: The princess. In memoriamHoughton, Mifflin, 1904 |
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... Earth With constellation and with continent , Above an entry . Riding in , we call'd ; A plump - arm'd ostleress and a stable wench Came running at the call , and help'd us down . Then stept a buxom hostess forth , and sail'd , Full ...
... Earth With constellation and with continent , Above an entry . Riding in , we call'd ; A plump - arm'd ostleress and a stable wench Came running at the call , and help'd us down . Then stept a buxom hostess forth , and sail'd , Full ...
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... earth ; such eyes were in her head , And so much grace and power , breathing down From over her arch'd brows , with every turn Lived thro ' her to the tips of her long hands , And to her feet . She rose her height , and said : ' We give ...
... earth ; such eyes were in her head , And so much grace and power , breathing down From over her arch'd brows , with every turn Lived thro ' her to the tips of her long hands , And to her feet . She rose her height , and said : ' We give ...
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... Earth Should bear a double growth of those rare souls , Poets , whose thoughts enrich the blood of the world . ' She ended here , and beckon'd us ; the rest Parted ; and , glowing full - faced welcome , she Began to address us , and was ...
... Earth Should bear a double growth of those rare souls , Poets , whose thoughts enrich the blood of the world . ' She ended here , and beckon'd us ; the rest Parted ; and , glowing full - faced welcome , she Began to address us , and was ...
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... earth ― - More miserable than she that has a son And sees him err . Tho ' she perhaps Great , Nor would we work for fame ; might reap the applause of Who learns the one POU STO whence after - hands May move the world , tho ' she herself ...
... earth ― - More miserable than she that has a son And sees him err . Tho ' she perhaps Great , Nor would we work for fame ; might reap the applause of Who learns the one POU STO whence after - hands May move the world , tho ' she herself ...
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... earth , And hit the Northern hills . Here Cyril met us , A little shy at first , but by and by We twain , with mutual pardon ask'd and given For stroke and song , resolder'd peace , whereon Follow'd his tale . Amazed he fled away Thro ...
... earth , And hit the Northern hills . Here Cyril met us , A little shy at first , but by and by We twain , with mutual pardon ask'd and given For stroke and song , resolder'd peace , whereon Follow'd his tale . Amazed he fled away Thro ...
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answer'd Arac arms beat betwixt blood blow break breast breathe brows call'd cataract Celt child cried Cyril dark dash'd dead dear death deep dipt doubt dream dropt dying earth eyes face fair faith fancy father fear Florian flower flying gloom glowworm grief half hall hand happy head hear heard heart heaven hills hour iron hills king Lady Psyche land light Lilia lips lives look look'd maiden maids Melissa moon morning mother move Muses night noble o'er once ourself peace Prince Princess Princess Ida rapt Ring rose round sang seem'd shadow shame sleep song sorrow soul spake speak spirit spoke star stept stood strange sweet talk'd tears thee thine things thou thought thro touch'd troth trumpet truth turn'd unto vext voice wassail whisper wild wild bells wind Winter's Tale woman words
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195 psl. - Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death ; The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.
194 psl. - THE wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave, Derives it not from what we have The likest God within the soul ? Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams ? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life...
129 psl. - Thou wilt not leave us in the dust : Thou madest man, he knows not why, He thinks he was not made to die ; And thou hast made him : thou art just. Thou seemest human and divine, The highest, holiest manhood, thou. Our wills are ours, we know not how ; Our wills are ours, to make them thine.
269 psl. - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light : The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
50 psl. - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story ; The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
131 psl. - I HELD it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on steppingstones Of their dead selves to higher things.
270 psl. - Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. Ring out old shapes of foul disease; Ring out the narrowing lust of gold; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.
296 psl. - Love is and was my Lord and King, And in his presence I attend To hear the tidings of my friend, Which every hour his couriers bring. Love is and was my King and Lord, And will be, tho...
89 psl. - Man for the field and woman for the hearth : Man for the sword and for the needle she : Man with the head and woman with the heart: Man to command and woman to obey; All else confusion.
135 psl. - I sometimes hold it half a sin To put in words the grief I feel; For words, like Nature, half reveal And half conceal the Soul within. But, for the unquiet heart and brain, A use in measured language lies, The sad mechanic exercise, Like dull narcotics, numbing pain. In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er, Like coarsest clothes against the cold; But that large grief which these enfold Is given in outline and no more. One writes that "other friends remain," That "loss is common to the race"— And...