The Magazine of Poetry and Literary Review, 2 tomasCharles Wells Moulton C.W. Moulton, 1890 |
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... followed thy raid ? Look at their corses ! Soldiers and horses Whiten and brighten , with bones shining grimly , On all the wide plains they rode over so trimly . What has the raven said ? Where has the red fox preyed ? What is the high ...
... followed thy raid ? Look at their corses ! Soldiers and horses Whiten and brighten , with bones shining grimly , On all the wide plains they rode over so trimly . What has the raven said ? Where has the red fox preyed ? What is the high ...
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... followed a season in London , as a guest in the home of a popular clergyman . Plans were forming in the spring of 1888 for an extended tour upon the continent , when she was again summoned home , because of the serious illness of her ...
... followed a season in London , as a guest in the home of a popular clergyman . Plans were forming in the spring of 1888 for an extended tour upon the continent , when she was again summoned home , because of the serious illness of her ...
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... followed it side by side in many collections of verse . Still another poem of Mr. Collier's , entitled " Sacrilege , " which first appeared in the Youth's Companion , has been so often reprinted that it might almost claim a continuous ...
... followed it side by side in many collections of verse . Still another poem of Mr. Collier's , entitled " Sacrilege , " which first appeared in the Youth's Companion , has been so often reprinted that it might almost claim a continuous ...
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... followed , check- ing her growth and leaving their marks on her form , but by the time she reached maturity , her health was fully restored and she became the right hand of the household . Her mother was for twenty years totally blind ...
... followed , check- ing her growth and leaving their marks on her form , but by the time she reached maturity , her health was fully restored and she became the right hand of the household . Her mother was for twenty years totally blind ...
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... followed , of which the most important memorial is his beautiful volume , " A Garland from Greece . " Besides this , his most substantial literary works since the Triology have been the " Life and Letters " of his brother Edmund ( a ...
... followed , of which the most important memorial is his beautiful volume , " A Garland from Greece . " Besides this , his most substantial literary works since the Triology have been the " Life and Letters " of his brother Edmund ( a ...
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The Magazine of Poetry and Literary Review, 4 tomas Charles Wells Moulton Visos knygos peržiūra - 1892 |
The Magazine of Poetry and Literary Review, 1 tomas Charles Wells Moulton Visos knygos peržiūra - 1889 |
The Magazine of Poetry and Literary Review, 4 tomas,4 leidimas Charles Wells Moulton Visos knygos peržiūra - 1892 |
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ALFRED PERCIVAL GRAVES azalea Barum beauty bird blessed bloom blossoms born breast breath bright brow CHARLES MACKAY charm cheer CHIG cloud cold dark dead dear death deep divine doth dream earth eyes face fair flowers friends G. P. Putnam's Sons George Parsons Lathrop gleam glory glow gold golden grace green Habersham hand hath hear heart heaven HELEN OF TROY hills hope IBID kiss land life's light lips literary live look Love's Magazine marshes of Glynn Menelaus Miscellaneous poems morning mother neath never night o'er Ossining pain poet poetry rest Roden Noel rose shadows shine sigh silent sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit spring stars strong sweet tears tender thee thine things thou thought to-day tree UNIV verse voice waves weary whisper wild wind wings young
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108 psl. - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
207 psl. - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track; And one eye's black intelligence — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance; And the thick heavy spume-flakes, which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upward in galloping on. By Hasselt, Dirck groaned; and cried Joris, "Stay spur! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her: We'll remember at Aix...
207 psl. - I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he ; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three ; "Good speed!" cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew ; "Speed...
208 psl. - ... his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sat with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground; And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine, As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine, Which (the burgesses voted by common consent) Was no more than his due who brought good news from Ghent.
210 psl. - There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is naught, is silence implying sound; What was good, shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round.
54 psl. - And not by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light; In front, the sun climbs slow, how slowly, But westward, look, the land is bright.
115 psl. - Is it too late, then, Evelyn Hope ? What ! your soul was pure and true, The good stars met in your horoscope, Made you of spirit, fire and dew...
255 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 marsh-hen 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 : Oh, like to the greatness of God is the greatness within The range of the marshes, the liberal marshes of Glynn.
212 psl. - More than I merit, yes, by many times. But had you - oh, with the same perfect brow, And perfect eyes, and more than perfect mouth, And the low voice my soul hears, as a bird The fowler's pipe, and follows to the snare Had you, with these the same, but brought a mind!
470 psl. - When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet; And if thou wilt, remember, And if thou wilt, forget. I shall not see the shadows, I shall not feel the rain; I shall not hear the nightingale Sing on, as if in pain: And dreaming through the twilight That doth not rise nor set, Haply I may remember, And haply may forget.