PoemsRoberts Brothers, 1881 - 727 หน้า |
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answered art thou behold bird breast brow child cowslips cried daffodil dark dead dear deep DEFTON door doth drave dream drop evermore eyes face fain fair fair head father fear feet fell gaze Gladys gold grass hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven Japhet JEAN INGELOW Lamech lifted light lips look Lord Methuselah moon mother mourn Muriel murmured neath never night Niloiya nought peace Persephone Plymouth Hoe Plymouth town Poet pray quoth rock rose sailed saith shine sighed silence sing sleep smile snow snowdrops song sorrow soul spake speak stars sunbeams sweet tears tell tender thee thine things thou art thought trees trembling voice wait wake walked ween weep wife wilt wind wings woman wonder words Xebec yearning youth
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หน้า 150 - Sobbed in the grasses at oure feet : The feet had hardly time to flee Before it brake against the knee, And all the world was in the sea. Upon the roofe we...
หน้า 165 - THERE'S no dew left on the daisies and clover, There's, no rain left in heaven : I've said my " seven times" over and over, Seven times one are seven. I am old, so old, I can write a letter ; My birthday lessons are done ; The lambs play always, they know no better ; They are only one times one.
หน้า 152 - Leave your meadow grasses mellow, Mellow, mellow; Quit your cowslips, cowslips yellow; Come uppe Whitefoot, come uppe Lightfoot; Quit...
หน้า 148 - Swift as an arrowe, sharpe and strong; And all the aire, it seemeth mee. Bin full of floating bells (sayth shee), That ring the tune of Enderby. Alle fresh the level pasture lay, And not a shadowe mote be scene, Save where full fyve good miles away The steeple towered from out the greene; And lo!
หน้า 148 - Then some looked uppe into the sky, • And all along where Lindis flows To where the goodly vessels lie, And where the lordly steeple shows. They sayde, " And why should this thing be ? What danger lowers by land or sea ? They ring the tune of Enderby...
หน้า 150 - With that he cried and beat his breast; For, lo! along the river's bed A mighty eygre reared his crest, And uppe the Lindis raging sped.
หน้า 152 - I shall never hear her more By the reedy Lindis shore, "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling, Ere the early dews be falling; I shall never hear her song, "Cusha! Cusha!
หน้า 146 - Good ringers, pull your best," quoth he. " Play uppe, play uppe, O Boston bells! Ply all your changes, all your swells, Play uppe ' The Brides of Enderby.'" Men say it was a stolen tyde — The Lord that sent it, He knows all; But in myne ears doth still abide The message that the bells let fall: And there was nought of strange, beside The flights of mews and peewits pied By millions crouched on the old sea wall.
หน้า 527 - So take Joy home, And make a place in thy great heart for her, And give her time to grow, and cherish her; Then will she come, and oft will sing to thee, When thou art working in the furrows; ay, Or weeding in the sacred hour of dawn. It is a comely fashion to be glad,— Joy is the grace we say to God.
หน้า 38 - Whose lips drawn human breath ! By that one likeness which is ours and Thine, By that one nature which doth hold us kin, By that high heaven where, sinless, Thou dost shine To draw us sinners in, By Thy last silence in the judgment-hall, By long foreknowledge of the deadly tree, By darkness, by the wormwood and the gall, 1 pray Thee visit me.