Selections from the Writings of Walter Savage Landor

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Sidney Colvin
Macmillan, 1882 - English literature - 375 pages
 

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Page xi - Did send a dismal sheen : Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken — The ice was all between. The ice was here, the ice was there, The ice was all around : It cracked and growled, and roared and howled, Like noises in a swound...
Page 312 - ROSE AYLMER AH, WHAT avails the sceptred race! Ah ! what the form divine ! What every virtue, every grace ! Rose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep, but never see, A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee.
Page 122 - But I have sinuous shells of pearly hue Within, and they that lustre have imbibed In the sun's palace-porch, where when unyoked His chariot-wheel stands midway in the wave : Shake one and it awakens, then apply Its polisht lips to your attentive ear, And it remembers its august abodes, And murmurs as the ocean murmurs there.
Page 324 - He leaves behind him, freed from griefs and years, Far worthier things than tears. The love of friends, without a single foe; Unequalled lot below!
Page 349 - I STROVE with none, for none was worth my strife: Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art: I warm'd both hands before the fire of Life; It sinks; and I am ready to depart.
Page 361 - That the Irish having robd Spensers goods, and burnt his house and a litle child new born he and his wyfe escaped, and after he died for lake of bread in King Street and refused 20 pieces sent to him by my Lord of Essex and said he was sorrie he had no time to spend them.
Page 132 - THRASYMEDES AND EUNOE. WHO will away to Athens with me ? who Loves choral songs and maidens crown'd with flowers, Unenvious ? mount the pinnace; hoist the sail. I promise ye, as many as are here, Ye shall not, while ye tarry with me, taste From unrinsed barrel the diluted wine Of a low vineyard or a plant ill-pruned, But such as anciently the .(Egean isles Pour'd in libation at their solemn feasts : And the same goblets shall ye grasp, embost With no vile figures of loose languid boors, But such...

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