Poems: In Two Volumes, เล่มที่ 1Ticknor and Fields, 1863 |
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... Mother , Wife and Queen ; " And statesmen at her council met Who knew the seasons , when to take Occasion by the hand , and make The bounds of freedom wider yet , By shaping some august decree , Which kept her throne unshaken still ...
... Mother , Wife and Queen ; " And statesmen at her council met Who knew the seasons , when to take Occasion by the hand , and make The bounds of freedom wider yet , By shaping some august decree , Which kept her throne unshaken still ...
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... mother plant in semblance , grew A flower all gold , And bravely furnished all abroad to fling The winged shafts of truth , To throng with stately blooms the breathing spring Of Hope and Youth . So many minds did gird their orbs with ...
... mother plant in semblance , grew A flower all gold , And bravely furnished all abroad to fling The winged shafts of truth , To throng with stately blooms the breathing spring Of Hope and Youth . So many minds did gird their orbs with ...
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... Mother , give me grace To help me of my weary load . " And on the liquid mirror glowed The clear perfection of her face . " Is this the form , " she made her moan , " That won his praises night and morn And " Ah , " she said , " but I ...
... Mother , give me grace To help me of my weary load . " And on the liquid mirror glowed The clear perfection of her face . " Is this the form , " she made her moan , " That won his praises night and morn And " Ah , " she said , " but I ...
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... Mother , let me not here alone Live forgotten , and die forlorn . " VI . And , rising , from her bosom drew Old letters , breathing of her worth , For " Love , " they said , “ must needs be true , To what is loveliest upon earth . " An ...
... Mother , let me not here alone Live forgotten , and die forlorn . " VI . And , rising , from her bosom drew Old letters , breathing of her worth , For " Love , " they said , “ must needs be true , To what is loveliest upon earth . " An ...
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... mother thought , What ails the boy ? For I was altered , and began To move about the house with joy , And with the certain step of man . I loved the brimming wave that swam Through quiet meadows round the mill , The sleepy pool above ...
... mother thought , What ails the boy ? For I was altered , and began To move about the house with joy , And with the certain step of man . I loved the brimming wave that swam Through quiet meadows round the mill , The sleepy pool above ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON beneath blazoned blood blow breast breath brow Camelot cheek cloud cold crown dark dead Dear mother Ida death deep divine door Dora dream dust earth Edwin Morris Eleänore Enone evermore Excalibur eyes face fair faith fall flower folds gloom golden prime grave green grief hand happy harken ere Haroun Alraschid hath hear heard heart hearts of flame Heaven hills hollow hour King King Arthur kiss Lady of Shalott land Let them rave light lips live look mind moon morn murmur never night o'er Oriana Queen red West Ring rose round sang seemed shade shadow shallop shore SIMEON STYLITES sing Sir Bedivere sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spake spikenard spirit star stept sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought unto voice wandering wave weary weep whisper wild wind words
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หน้า 362 - The wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave, Derives it not from what we have The likest God within the soul? Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life...
หน้า 364 - So careful of the type ?" but no. From scarped cliff and quarried stone She cries, " A thousand types are gone : I care for nothing, all shall go. "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 44 - THE poet in a golden clime was born, With golden stars above ; Dower'd with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love. He saw thro' life and death, thro' good and ill, He saw thro
หน้า 474 - There rolls the deep where grew the tree. O earth, what changes hast thou seen ! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to form, and nothing stands ; They melt like mist, the solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and goBut in my spirit will I dwell, And dream my dream, and hold it true ; For tho' my lips may breathe adieu, I cannot think the thing farewell.
หน้า 77 - Did she look to Camelot. And at the closing of the day She loosed the chain, and down she lay; The broad stream bore her far away, The Lady of Shalott. Lying, robed in snowy white That loosely flew to left and right The leaves upon her falling light Thro...
หน้า 73 - To look down to Camelot. She knows not what the curse may be, And so she weaveth steadily, And little other care hath she, The Lady of Shalott. And moving thro' a mirror clear That hangs before her all the year, Shadows of the world appear. There she sees the highway near Winding down to Camelot: There the river eddy whirls, And there the surly village-churls And the red cloaks of market-girls Pass onward from Shalott.
หน้า 384 - So many worlds, so much to do, So little done, such things to be, How know I what had need of thee, For thou wert strong as thou wert true...
หน้า 281 - Thou wilt not leave us in the dust: Thou madest man, he knows not why, He thinks he was not made to die; And thou hast made him: thou art just.
หน้า 193 - em away. Old year, you must not go; So long as you have been with us, Such joy as you have seen with us, Old year, you shall not go.
หน้า 71 - Camelot ; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Thro...