Poems: Early poems, narrative poems, and sonnetsMacmillan, 1877 |
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... TRISTRAM AND ISEULT : - 165 1. TRISTRAM • • 190 2. ISEULT OF IRELAND 208 3. ISEULT OF BRITTANY 219 SAINT BRANDAN THE NECKAN THE FORSAKEN MERMAN A TOMB AMONG vi CONTENTS .
... TRISTRAM AND ISEULT : - 165 1. TRISTRAM • • 190 2. ISEULT OF IRELAND 208 3. ISEULT OF BRITTANY 219 SAINT BRANDAN THE NECKAN THE FORSAKEN MERMAN A TOMB AMONG vi CONTENTS .
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... and from his shed Follows them with a long complaining cry- So Hermod gazed , and yearn'd to join his kin . At last he sigh'd , and set forth back to Heaven . TRISTRAM AND ISEULT . " I. Tristram . Tristram . BALDER DEAD . 189.
... and from his shed Follows them with a long complaining cry- So Hermod gazed , and yearn'd to join his kin . At last he sigh'd , and set forth back to Heaven . TRISTRAM AND ISEULT . " I. Tristram . Tristram . BALDER DEAD . 189.
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Matthew Arnold. TRISTRAM AND ISEULT . " I. Tristram . Tristram . IS she not come ? The messenger was sure . Prop me ... TRISTRAM AND ISEULT:- 165 TRISTRAM.
Matthew Arnold. TRISTRAM AND ISEULT . " I. Tristram . Tristram . IS she not come ? The messenger was sure . Prop me ... TRISTRAM AND ISEULT:- 165 TRISTRAM.
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... Tristram of Lyoness . What Lady is this , whose silk attire . Gleams so rich in the light of the fire ? The ringlets on her shoulders lying In their flitting lustre vying With the clasp of burnish'd gold Which her heavy robe TRISTRAM ...
... Tristram of Lyoness . What Lady is this , whose silk attire . Gleams so rich in the light of the fire ? The ringlets on her shoulders lying In their flitting lustre vying With the clasp of burnish'd gold Which her heavy robe TRISTRAM ...
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... Leaving her sunk and pale , though fair ? Who is this snowdrop by the sea ? — I know her by her mildness rare , Her snow - white hands , her golden hair ; I know her by her rich silk dress , And 192 TRISTRAM AND ISEULT .
... Leaving her sunk and pale , though fair ? Who is this snowdrop by the sea ? — I know her by her mildness rare , Her snow - white hands , her golden hair ; I know her by her rich silk dress , And 192 TRISTRAM AND ISEULT .
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Æsir answer'd arms art thou Asgard Balder back Baltic Sea blood Bokhara Breidablik bright Brittany brow call'd canst cheeks cold Critias crown'd dark dawn dead dear death deep dost doth dream earth eyes fame father Fausta fierce fight Frigga gazed ghosts gloom Gods golden grave green grief Gudurz hall hand hath head hear heard heart Heaven Hela Hela's realm Hermod Hoder horse host hour Iseult King light live Loki lonely look'd Midgard mother mourn Nanna Neckan Niflheim night Niord o'er Odin Odin's Oxus pain pale pass'd Peran-Wisa Persian replied rode round Ruksh Rustum sand sate Seistan shines side sleep Sleipner smiled Sohrab soul spake spear spoke stars stood stream sweet Tartar tears tents thee thine thou art thou hast thy tablets to-day Tristram turn'd Valhalla Vizier voice waves weep wilt wind youth
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240 psl. - Sand-strewn caverns, cool and deep, Where the winds are all asleep; Where the spent lights quiver and gleam, Where the salt weed sways in the stream, Where the sea-beasts, ranged all round, Feed in the ooze of their pasture-ground; 40 Where the sea-snakes coil and twine, Dry their mail and bask in the brine; Where great whales come sailing by, Sail and sail, with unshut eye, Round the world for ever and aye?
242 psl. - And so she sings her fill, Singing most joyfully, Till the spindle drops from her hand, And the whizzing wheel stands still. She steals to the window, and looks at the sand, And over the sand at the sea; And her eyes are set in a stare...
243 psl. - Lights shine in the town. She will start from her slumber When gusts shake the door; She will hear the winds howling, Will hear the waves roar. We shall see, while above us The waves roar and whirl, A ceiling of amber, THE FORSAKEN MERMAN A pavement of pearl. Singing, ' Here came a mortal, But faithless was she: And alone dwell for ever The kings of the sea.
23 psl. - REQUIESCAT Strew on her roses, roses, And never a spray of yew! In quiet she reposes; Ah, would that I did too! Her mirth the world required; She bathed it in smiles of glee. But her heart was tired, tired, And now they let her be. Her life was turning, turning, In mazes of heat and sound.
5 psl. - 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 dwellingplace, Spares but the cloudy border of his base To the foiled searching of mortality; And thou, who didst the stars and sunbeams know, Self-schooled, self-scanned, self-honoured, selfsecure, Didst tread on earth unguessed at.
3 psl. - One lesson, Nature, let me learn of thee, One lesson which in every wind is blown, One lesson of two duties kept at one Though the loud world proclaim their enmity — Of toil unsever'd from tranquillity! Of labour, that in lasting fruit outgrows Far noisier schemes, accomplished in repose, Too great for haste, too high for rivalry!
119 psl. - Might now be lying on this bloody sand, Near death, and by an ignorant stroke of thine, Not thou of mine! and I might die, not thou; And I, not thou, be borne to Seistan...
76 psl. - Lean'd on his gate, he gazes — tears Are in his eyes, and in his ears The murmur of a thousand years.
9 psl. - Know, man hath all which Nature hath, but more, And in that more lie all his hopes of good.
91 psl. - The Tartar challenge, and this young man's name ; Haply he will forget his wrath, and fight. Stand forth the while, and take their challenge up." So spake he ; and Ferood stood forth and cried, — " Old man, be it agreed as thou hast said ! Let Sohrab arm, and we will find a man.