In MemoriamTicknor, Reed, and Fields, 1850 - 216 หน้า |
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... us , The fools of habit , sweeter seems To rest beneath the clover sod , That takes the sunshine and the rains , Or where the kneeling hamlet drains The chalice of the grapes of God ; Than if with thee the roaring wells Should gulf him 20.
... us , The fools of habit , sweeter seems To rest beneath the clover sod , That takes the sunshine and the rains , Or where the kneeling hamlet drains The chalice of the grapes of God ; Than if with thee the roaring wells Should gulf him 20.
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Calm on the seas , and silver sleep , And waves that sway themselves in rest , And dead calm in that noble breast Which heaves but with the heaving deep . • XII . Lo ! as a dove when up 23.
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Calm on the seas , and silver sleep , And waves that sway themselves in rest , And dead calm in that noble breast Which heaves but with the heaving deep . • XII . Lo ! as a dove when up 23.
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... rest And in the places of his youth . Come then , pure hands , and bear the head That sleeps or wears the mask of sleep , And come , whatever loves to weep , And hear the ritual of the dead . Ah ! yet , even yet , if this might be , I ...
... rest And in the places of his youth . Come then , pure hands , and bear the head That sleeps or wears the mask of sleep , And come , whatever loves to weep , And hear the ritual of the dead . Ah ! yet , even yet , if this might be , I ...
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. But open converse is there none , So much the vital spirits sink To see the vacant chair , and think , " How good ! how kind ! and he is gone . " XXI . I SING to him that rests below , 40.
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. But open converse is there none , So much the vital spirits sink To see the vacant chair , and think , " How good ! how kind ! and he is gone . " XXI . I SING to him that rests below , 40.
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. XXI . I SING to him that rests below , And , since the grasses round me wave , I take the grasses of the grave , And make them pipes whereon to blow . The traveller hears me now and then , And sometimes ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. XXI . I SING to him that rests below , And , since the grasses round me wave , I take the grasses of the grave , And make them pipes whereon to blow . The traveller hears me now and then , And sometimes ...
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หน้า 7 - I HELD it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
หน้า 73 - The baby new to earth and sky, What time his tender palm is prest Against the circle of the breast, Has never thought that 'this is I :' But as he grows he gathers much, And learns the use of 'I,' and 'me,' And finds 'I am not what I see, And other than the things I touch.
หน้า 148 - There lives more faith in honest doubt, Believe me, than in half the creeds.
หน้า 78 - Be near me when my light is low, When the blood creeps, and the nerves prick And tingle ; and the heart is sick, And all the wheels of Being slow.
หน้า 23 - Calm and still light on yon great plain That sweeps with all its autumn bowers, And crowded farms and lessening towers, To mingle with the bounding main: Calm and deep peace in this wide air, These leaves that redden to the fall; And in my heart, if calm at all, If any calm, a calm despair: Calm on the seas, and silver sleep, And waves that sway themselves in rest, And dead calm in that noble breast Which heaves but with the heaving deep. XII. Lo, as a dove when up she springs To bear thro...
หน้า 182 - Let her know her place ; She is the second, not the first. A higher hand must make her mild, If all be not in vain, and guide Her footsteps, moving side by side With Wisdom, like the younger child ; For she is earthly of the mind, But Wisdom heavenly of the soul.
หน้า 206 - I seem in star and flower To feel thee some diffusive power, I do not therefore love thee less: My love involves the love before; My love is vaster passion now; Tho' mix'd with God and Nature thou, I seem to love thee more and more.
หน้า 86 - Thou makest thine appeal to me: I bring to life, I bring to death: The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.
หน้า 107 - As sometimes in a dead man's face, To those that watch it more and more, A likeness hardly seen before Comes out, — to some one of his race : So, dearest, now thy brows are cold, I see thee what thou art, and know Thy likeness to the wise below, Thy kindred with the great of old.
หน้า 22 - CALM is the morn without a sound, Calm as to suit a calmer grief, And only thro' the faded leaf The chestnut pattering to the ground : Calm and deep peace on this high wold, And on these dews that drench the furze, And all the silvery gossamers That twinkle into green and gold : Calm and still light on yon great plain That sweeps with all its autumn bowers, And crowded farms...