The Victorian AnthologySir Mountstuart Elphinstone Grant Duff S. Sonnenschein & Company, Limited, 1902 - 570 psl. |
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... gone and spent its joyous prime , And on the world's autumnal time , ' Mid wither'd hues and sere , its lot to cast : That is the heart for thoughtful seer , Watching , in trance nor dark nor clear , Th ' appalling Future as it nearer ...
... gone and spent its joyous prime , And on the world's autumnal time , ' Mid wither'd hues and sere , its lot to cast : That is the heart for thoughtful seer , Watching , in trance nor dark nor clear , Th ' appalling Future as it nearer ...
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... gone , and Hope must fail . " Yet along the Church's sky Stars are scattered , pure and high ; Yet her wasted gardens bear Autumn violets , sweet and rare- Relics of a spring - time clear , Earnests of a bright new year . Israel yet ...
... gone , and Hope must fail . " Yet along the Church's sky Stars are scattered , pure and high ; Yet her wasted gardens bear Autumn violets , sweet and rare- Relics of a spring - time clear , Earnests of a bright new year . Israel yet ...
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... gone- Our left is borne before them like stubble in the blast . O Lord , put forth Thy might ! O Lord , defend the right ! Stand back to back in God's name ! and fight it to the last ! Stout Skippon hath a wound - the centre hath given ...
... gone- Our left is borne before them like stubble in the blast . O Lord , put forth Thy might ! O Lord , defend the right ! Stand back to back in God's name ! and fight it to the last ! Stout Skippon hath a wound - the centre hath given ...
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... gone a con- siderable way in the Newmanic direction . Anyhow , he may be considered as the pioneer of the Liberal movement in Oxford , which grew stronger and stronger from 1848 onwards until it became at last nearly all - powerful ...
... gone a con- siderable way in the Newmanic direction . Anyhow , he may be considered as the pioneer of the Liberal movement in Oxford , which grew stronger and stronger from 1848 onwards until it became at last nearly all - powerful ...
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... gone " ; and then a sigh went round the room . And then I surely heard a priestly voice Cry " Subvenite " : and they knelt in prayer . I seem to hear him still ; but thin and low And fainter and more faint the accents come As at an ever ...
... gone " ; and then a sigh went round the room . And then I surely heard a priestly voice Cry " Subvenite " : and they knelt in prayer . I seem to hear him still ; but thin and low And fainter and more faint the accents come As at an ever ...
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beautiful bells beloved sleep beneath breath bright brow Christ CHRISTINA GEORGina RossettI cloud Dante Gabriel Rossetti dark dead death deep died dream dust earth earthly Excalibur eyes fair fame FELICIA HEMANS flowers FRANCIS MAHONY Frederick Faber giveth His beloved gold grave hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven hour Irish Brigade Iseult JAMES KENNETH STEPHEN John lounged King Arthur land leave light live look Lord moon morning never night o'er pale pass poems poet poetry prayer pure rest risen river river Lee round shadow Shandon shine shore sigh Sir Bedivere smile soft song sorrow soul sound Speaker,-sleep spirit star stood stream strong sweet tears thee thine things Thou art thought thro tomb towers verse voice wave weary weep wild wind WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED words youth
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61 psl. - For swift to east and swift to west the ghastly warflame spread, High on St. Michael's Mount it shone: it shone on Beachy Head. Far on the deep the Spaniard saw, along each southern shire , Cape beyond cape, in endless range, those twinkling points of fire.
327 psl. - O born in days when wits were fresh and clear, And life ran gaily as the sparkling Thames ; Before this strange disease of modern life, With its sick hurry, its divided aims...
48 psl. - There are in this loud stunning tide Of human care and crime, With whom the melodies abide Of the everlasting chime ; Who carry music in their heart Through dusky lane and wrangling mart, Plying their daily task with busier feet, Because their secret souls a holy strain repeat.
147 psl. - Through scudding drifts the rainy Hyades Vext the dim sea : I am become a name ; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known ; cities of men And manners, climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but honour'd of them all ; And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy.
62 psl. - Till the proud peak unfurled the flag o'er Darwin's rocky dales, Till like volcanoes flared to heaven the stormy hills of Wales, Till twelve fair counties saw the blaze on Malvern's lonely height, Till streamed in crimson on the wind the Wrekin's crest of light, Till broad and fierce the star came forth on Ely's stately fane, And tower and hamlet rose in arms o'er all the boundless plain ; Till Belvoir's lordly terraces the sign to Lincoln sent, And Lincoln sped the message on o'er the wide vale...
351 psl. - It lies in Heaven, across the flood Of ether, as a bridge. Beneath, the tides of day and night With flame and darkness ridge The void, as low as where this earth Spins like a fretful midge. Around her, lovers, newly met, 'Mid deathless Love's acclaims Spoke evermore among themselves Their heart-remembered names; And the souls mounting up to God Went by her like thin flames.
358 psl. - Does the road wind uphill all the way ? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day ? From morn to night, my friend.
313 psl. - But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world. Ah, love, let us be true To one another ! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain ; And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant...
403 psl. - REQUIEM UNDER the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be ; Home is the sailor, home from sea, And the hunter home from the hill.
312 psl. - THE sea is calm to-night. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits ; — on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.