The Princess: A MedleyEdward Moxon, Dover Street, 1851 - 182 psl. |
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... Flowers of all heavens , and lovelier than their names , Grew side by side ; and on the pavement lay Carved stones of the Abbey - ruin in the park , Huge Ammonites , and the first bones of Time ; And on the tables every clime and age ...
... Flowers of all heavens , and lovelier than their names , Grew side by side ; and on the pavement lay Carved stones of the Abbey - ruin in the park , Huge Ammonites , and the first bones of Time ; And on the tables every clime and age ...
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... flower Lilia . Thus he spoke , Part banter , part affection . ' True , ' she said , ' We doubt not that . O yes , you miss'd us much . I'll stake my ruby ring upon it you did . ' She held it out ; and as a parrot turns Up thro ' gilt ...
... flower Lilia . Thus he spoke , Part banter , part affection . ' True , ' she said , ' We doubt not that . O yes , you miss'd us much . I'll stake my ruby ring upon it you did . ' She held it out ; and as a parrot turns Up thro ' gilt ...
19 psl.
... flowers , and watch'd it lying bathed In the green gleam of dewy - tassell'd trees : What were those fancies ? wherefore break her troth ? Proud look'd the lips : but while I meditated A wind arose and rush'd upon the South , And shook ...
... flowers , and watch'd it lying bathed In the green gleam of dewy - tassell'd trees : What were those fancies ? wherefore break her troth ? Proud look'd the lips : but while I meditated A wind arose and rush'd upon the South , And shook ...
29 psl.
... and with great urns of flowers . The Muses and the Graces , group'd in threes , Enring'd a billowing fountain in the midst ; And here and there on lattice edges lay Or book or lute ; but hastily we past , A MEDLEY . 38 29.
... and with great urns of flowers . The Muses and the Graces , group'd in threes , Enring'd a billowing fountain in the midst ; And here and there on lattice edges lay Or book or lute ; but hastily we past , A MEDLEY . 38 29.
48 psl.
... flower , Electric , chemic laws , and all the rest , And whatsoever can be taught and known ; Till like three horses that have broken fence , And glutted all night long breast - deep in corn , We issued gorged with knowledge , and I ...
... flower , Electric , chemic laws , and all the rest , And whatsoever can be taught and known ; Till like three horses that have broken fence , And glutted all night long breast - deep in corn , We issued gorged with knowledge , and I ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON 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 DOVER STREET dream dropt dying earth EDWARD MOXON eyes face fair faith fall'n fancy father fear Florian flower flying grief half hall hand happy head hear heard heart Heaven hills hour king Lady Psyche land light Lilia lips lives look'd maiden maids Melissa mind moon morning mother move Muses night noble o'er once 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 trumpet truth turn'd unto vext voice wassail wild wild bells wind Winter's tale woman words
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1 psl. - I held it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
78 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...
73 psl. - THE splendour 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 O hark, O hear!
76 psl. - Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete; That not a worm is cloven in vain; That not a moth with vain desire Is shrivelled in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain.
76 psl. - ... Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
76 psl. - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
186 psl. - I trust I have not wasted breath: I think we are not wholly brain, Magnetic mockeries; not in vain, Like Paul with beasts, I fought with Death; Not only cunning casts in clay: Let Science prove we are, and then What matters Science unto men, At least to me? I would not stay.
76 psl. - On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.
69 psl. - That each, who seems a separate whole, Should move his rounds, and fusing all The skirts of self again, should fall Remerging in the general Soul, Is faith as vague as all unsweet: Eternal form shall still divide The eternal soul from all beside; And I shall know him when we meet...