A Masque of Poets: Including Guy Vernon, a Novelette in VerseRoberts brothers, 1878 - 301 psl. |
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... wind sigh , As if the pathos of life it caught , And strove to utter it , wandering by . When , in a moment , the door swung wide , Sunshine and flowers and songs of birds Swept in with you like a golden tide , Sweetness and rapture too ...
... wind sigh , As if the pathos of life it caught , And strove to utter it , wandering by . When , in a moment , the door swung wide , Sunshine and flowers and songs of birds Swept in with you like a golden tide , Sweetness and rapture too ...
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... winds and birds And the far - off hum of herds , Come , let's put off cruel words This one time that Time's propitious . Oh ! to - day is too delicious . Just this one most perfect day , Let's forget while yet we may , Let's love sorrow ...
... winds and birds And the far - off hum of herds , Come , let's put off cruel words This one time that Time's propitious . Oh ! to - day is too delicious . Just this one most perfect day , Let's forget while yet we may , Let's love sorrow ...
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... wind bloweth , Gentle pine - tree ! Downward thine arms in protection Stretchest thou o'er me . THE TREE . Upward and ever upward , .While the sun rideth high , Fearing not his bold glances Longingly look I. THE FLOWER . Yet when the ...
... wind bloweth , Gentle pine - tree ! Downward thine arms in protection Stretchest thou o'er me . THE TREE . Upward and ever upward , .While the sun rideth high , Fearing not his bold glances Longingly look I. THE FLOWER . Yet when the ...
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... winds come . He'd been away a month and day Counting from morn to morn ; And many buds had turned to leaves , And many lambs were born , And many buds had turned to flowers , For Spring was in a glow , When she was laid upon her bed As ...
... winds come . He'd been away a month and day Counting from morn to morn ; And many buds had turned to leaves , And many lambs were born , And many buds had turned to flowers , For Spring was in a glow , When she was laid upon her bed As ...
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... kiss Comes the sweet south wind o'er the slumbering sea : Thou dearest ! can such a perfect joy as this Be always mine , to drift through life with thee ? JASPER OAKES . THE captain follows the sea no more ON APPLEDORE . 51 པའ.
... kiss Comes the sweet south wind o'er the slumbering sea : Thou dearest ! can such a perfect joy as this Be always mine , to drift through life with thee ? JASPER OAKES . THE captain follows the sea no more ON APPLEDORE . 51 པའ.
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A Masque of Poets– Including Guy Vernon, a Novelette in Verse George Parsons Lathrop Visos knygos peržiūra - 1878 |
A Masque of Poets– Including Guy Vernon, a Novelette in Verse George Parsons Lathrop Visos knygos peržiūra - 1878 |
A Masque of Poets– Including Guy Vernon, a Novelette in Verse No Name Series The No Name Series,The No Name Series Visos knygos peržiūra - 1878 |
Pagrindiniai terminai ir frazės
Amy Margaret Antwerp beauty born for love breast bride bright brow cat's-paw Cheerily Cheer dare dead dear deep dream eyes face fair falcon and swallow fate fear feel yourself swing flame flashing sword Florinda fore-shoulder's reach four-footed Geordie Geordie of Maine gray ground Guy Vernon hair hand happy head hear the long heart Heaven Hilloa-hoa hollow Reverberate beat hunter comes husband John Carman Kismet kiss knew Knight of Discontent LA FORNARINA land lee shore light lips look Lorne love to dine marshes of Glynn mystery never night old First Church pain pale passed QUENTIN MATSYS REBEL FLOWER rose sail Saturn seemed shore sigh sings Sisera smile soft song soul sound stole stood strange sweet swift tell thee Theocritus things thou thought to-day turned Twas unto valley guarded VITTORIA COLONNA wild wind woman Yo-hoicks
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92 psl. - As the marsh-hen secretly builds on the watery sod, Behold I will build me a nest on the greatness of God ; I will fly in the greatness of God as the marshhen flies In the freedom that fills all the space 'twixt the marsh and the skies: By so many roots as the marsh-grass sends in the sod I will heartily lay me a-hold on the greatness of God...
93 psl. - Till his waters have flooded the uttermost creeks and the lowlying lanes, And the marsh is meshed with a million veins, That like as with rosy and silvery essences flow In the rose-and-silver evening glow.
90 psl. - Will work me no fear like the fear they have wrought me of yore When length was fatigue, and when breadth was but bitterness sore, And when terror and shrinking and dreary unnamable pain Drew over me out of the merciless miles of the plain,-— Oh, now, unafraid, I am fain to face The vast sweet visage of space.
93 psl. - Twixt the roots of the sod; the blades of the marshgrass stir; Passeth a hurrying sound of wings that westward whirr; Passeth, and all is still; and the currents cease to run; And the sea and the marsh are one.
174 psl. - Success is counted sweetest By those who ne'er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all the purple host Who took the flag to-day Can tell the definition, So clear, of victory, As he, defeated, dying, On whose forbidden ear The distant strains of triumph Break, agonized and clear.
90 psl. - So: Affable live-oak, leaning low, — Thus — with your favor — soft, with a reverent hand, (Not lightly touching your person, Lord of the land!) Bending your beauty aside, with a step I stand On the firm-packed sand, Free By a world of marsh that borders a world of sea.
86 psl. - Love comes back to his vacant dwelling — The old, old Love that we knew of yore ! We see him stand by the open door, With his great eyes sad, and his bosom swelling. " He makes as though in our arms repelling He fain would lie, as he lay before ; Love comes back to his vacant dwelling...
88 psl. - THE MARSHES OF GLYNN GLOOMS of the live-oaks, beautifulbraided and woven With intricate shades of the vines that myriadcloven Clamber the forks of the multiform boughs, — Emerald twilights, — Virginal shy lights, Wrought of the leaves to allure to the whisper of vows, When lovers pace timidly down through the green colonnades Of the dim sweet woods, of the dear dark woods, Of the heavenly woods and glades...
92 psl. - Ye marshes, how candid and simple and nothing-withholding and free Ye publish yourselves to the sky and offer yourselves to the sea! Tolerant plains, that suffer the sea and the rains and the sun, Ye spread and span like the catholic man who hath mightily won God out of knowledge and good out of infinite pain And sight out of blindness and purity out of a stain. As the marsh-hen secretly builds on the watery sod, Behold I will build me a nest on the greatness of God...
88 psl. - Beautiful glooms, soft dusks in the noonday fire,— Wildwood privacies, closets of lone desire, Chamber from chamber parted with wavering arras of leaves, — Cells for the passionate pleasure of prayer to the soul that grieves, Pure with a sense of the passing of saints through the wood, Cool for the dutiful weighing of ill with good;— O braided dusks of the oak and woven shades of the vine, While the riotous noon-day sun of the June day long did shine...