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... blowing forward , bore King Arthur like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port ; and all the people cried , " Arthur is come again : he cannot die . " Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated " Come again , and thrice as fair ...
... blowing forward , bore King Arthur like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port ; and all the people cried , " Arthur is come again : he cannot die . " Then those that stood upon the hills behind Repeated " Come again , and thrice as fair ...
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... day we went To see her . All the land in flowery squares , Beneath a broad and equal - blowing wind , Smelt of the coming summer , as one large cloud Drew downward : but all else of Heaven was pure 22 THE GARDENER'S DAUGHTER ;
... day we went To see her . All the land in flowery squares , Beneath a broad and equal - blowing wind , Smelt of the coming summer , as one large cloud Drew downward : but all else of Heaven was pure 22 THE GARDENER'S DAUGHTER ;
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... , Is three times worth them all ; XIX . " For those and theirs , by Nature's law , Have faded long ago ; But in these latter springs I saw Your own Olivia blow , XX . “ From when she gamboll'd on the greens 68 THE TALKING OAK .
... , Is three times worth them all ; XIX . " For those and theirs , by Nature's law , Have faded long ago ; But in these latter springs I saw Your own Olivia blow , XX . “ From when she gamboll'd on the greens 68 THE TALKING OAK .
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... blow The sound of minster bells . LXIX . The fat earth feed thy branchy root , That under deeply strikes ! The northern morning o'er thee shoot , High up , in silver spikes ! LXX . Nor ever lightning char thy grain , But , rolling as in ...
... blow The sound of minster bells . LXIX . The fat earth feed thy branchy root , That under deeply strikes ! The northern morning o'er thee shoot , High up , in silver spikes ! LXX . Nor ever lightning char thy grain , But , rolling as in ...
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... all the compass shift and blow , Made war upon each other for an hour , Till pity won . She sent a herald forth , And bade him ery , with sound of trumpet , all VOL . II . 8 The hard condition ; but that she would loose The GODIVA . 113.
... all the compass shift and blow , Made war upon each other for an hour , Till pity won . She sent a herald forth , And bade him ery , with sound of trumpet , all VOL . II . 8 The hard condition ; but that she would loose The GODIVA . 113.
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Alice the nurse AMPHION answer'd art thou beggar maid beneath betwixt blow bold Sir Bedivere bore breast breath cheek child Cophetua crag dark dipt Dora dream earth Edward Gray Ellen Adair Excalibur eyes fair fancy flower folded gate golden gone grew Hall hand happy hast hear heard heart Heaven hope hour King Arthur kiss kiss'd knees Lady Clare laugh'd light lightly lips live Locksley Hall look look'd Lord Ronald Mastodon mind moon moorland morn never nevermore night o'er pass'd praise QUEEN GUINEVERE replied rose round saints seem'd shade SIMEON STYLITES SIR LAUNCELOT sleep song soul sound spake speak stars stept summer sweet thee thine things thou art thought thrice thro thy dreams touch'd truth turn'd unto vapour Vext village maid voice whisper wife wind wither'd words yonder
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Page 95 - Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight.
Page 105 - From the nations' airy navies grappling in the central blue; Far along the world-wide whisper of the south-wind rushing warm, With the standards of the peoples plunging thro' the thunder-storm; Till the war-drum, throbb'd no longer, and the battle-flags were furl'd In the Parliament of man, the Federation of the world. There the common sense of most shall hold a fretful realm in awe, And the kindly earth shall slumber, lapt in universal law.
Page 94 - In the Spring a fuller crimson comes upon the robin's breast; In the Spring the wanton lapwing gets himself another crest; In the Spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish'd dove; In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.
Page 104 - Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new : That which they have done but earnest of the things that they shall do...
Page 6 - And in the moon athwart the place of tombs, Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men, Old knights, and over them the sea-wind sang Shrill, chill, with flakes of foam. He, stepping down By zigzag paths, and juts of pointed rock, Came on the shining levels of the lake. There drew he forth the brand Excalibur...
Page 108 - There methinks would be enjoyment more than in this march of mind, In the steamship, in the railway, in the thoughts that shake mankind. There the passions cramp'd no longer shall have scope and breathing-space ; I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.
Page 13 - A cry that shiver'd to the tingling stars, And, as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, ' Place me in the barge ;
Page 13 - Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them; and descending they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream - by these Three Queens with crowns of gold - and from them rose A cry that shivered to the tingling stars...
Page 93 - Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West. Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid.
Page 100 - Comfort? comfort scorned of devils; this is truth the poet sings, That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things. Drug thy memories, lest thou learn it, lest thy heart be put to proof, In the dead unhappy night, and when the rain is on the roof.