Poems: A blot in the 'scutcheonTicknor, Reed and Fields, 1850 |
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... SOUL'S TRAGEDY 211 DRAMATIC ROMANCES AND LYRICS 253 CAVALIER TUNES : - I. MARCHING ALONG 11. GIVE A ROUSE 255 256 111. BOOT AND SADDLE 257 MY LAST DUCHESS 258 COUNT GISMOND 260 INCIDENT OF THE FRENCH CAMP 266 SOLILOQUY OF THE SPANISH ...
... SOUL'S TRAGEDY 211 DRAMATIC ROMANCES AND LYRICS 253 CAVALIER TUNES : - I. MARCHING ALONG 11. GIVE A ROUSE 255 256 111. BOOT AND SADDLE 257 MY LAST DUCHESS 258 COUNT GISMOND 260 INCIDENT OF THE FRENCH CAMP 266 SOLILOQUY OF THE SPANISH ...
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... soul : -that I dare ask Firmly , near boldly , near with confidence That gift , I have to thank you . - Yes , Lord Tresham , I love your sister as you I'd have one love That lady .. oh more , more I love her ! Wealth , Rank , all the ...
... soul : -that I dare ask Firmly , near boldly , near with confidence That gift , I have to thank you . - Yes , Lord Tresham , I love your sister as you I'd have one love That lady .. oh more , more I love her ! Wealth , Rank , all the ...
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... soul away and die upon ! [ A noise without . The voice ! Oh , why , why glided sin the snake Into the Paradise Heaven meant us both ? [ The window opens softly . - A low voice sings . There's a woman like a dew - drop , she ' s so purer ...
... soul away and die upon ! [ A noise without . The voice ! Oh , why , why glided sin the snake Into the Paradise Heaven meant us both ? [ The window opens softly . - A low voice sings . There's a woman like a dew - drop , she ' s so purer ...
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... soul , what mine Long since , beloved , has grown used to hear , Like a death - knell , so much regarded once , And so familiar now ; this will not be ! Mer . Oh , Mildred , have I met your brother's face , Compelled myself — if not to ...
... soul , what mine Long since , beloved , has grown used to hear , Like a death - knell , so much regarded once , And so familiar now ; this will not be ! Mer . Oh , Mildred , have I met your brother's face , Compelled myself — if not to ...
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... soul To sit beside you , hear you breathe , and watch Your eyelids and the eyes beneath - if you Accorded gifts and knew not they were gifts- If I grew mad at last with enterprise And must behold my beauty in her bower Or perish- ( I ...
... soul To sit beside you , hear you breathe , and watch Your eyelids and the eyes beneath - if you Accorded gifts and knew not they were gifts- If I grew mad at last with enterprise And must behold my beauty in her bower Or perish- ( I ...
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˹éÒ 320 - Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted 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...
˹éÒ 312 - You should have heard the Hamelin people Ringing the bells till they rocked the steeple. 'Go,' cried the Mayor, 'and get long poles! Poke out the nests and block up the holes! Consult with carpenters and builders, And leave in our town not even a trace Of the rats ! ' — when suddenly, up the face Of the Piper perked in the market-place, With a 'First, if you please, my thousand guilders!
˹éÒ 319 - So we were left galloping, Joris and I, Past Looz and past Tongres, no cloud in the sky; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle, bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight!
˹éÒ 346 - Old Gandolf with his paltry onion-stone, Put me where I may look at him! True peach, Rosy and flawless: how I earned the prize! Draw close: that conflagration of my church — What then? So much was saved if aught were missed!
˹éÒ 318 - ... other; we kept the great pace Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
˹éÒ 258 - Fra Pandolf" by design, for never read Strangers like you that pictured countenance, The depth and passion of its earnest glance, But to myself they turned (since none puts by The curtain I have drawn for you, but I...
˹éÒ 266 - Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself erect By just his horse's mane, a boy: You hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compressed, Scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two.
˹éÒ 306 - HAMELIN Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall on the southern side; A pleasanter spot you never spied ; But, when begins my ditty, Almost five hundred years ago, To see the townsfolk suffer so From vermin, was a pity.
˹éÒ 310 - Smiling first a little smile, As if he knew what magic slept In his quiet pipe the while; Then, like a musical adept, To blow the pipe his lips he wrinkled, And green and blue his sharp eyes twinkled, Like a...
˹éÒ 319 - Aix" — for one heard the quick wheeze Of her chest, saw the stretched neck and staggering knees, And sunk tail, and horrible heave of the flank, As down on her haunches she shuddered and sank.