The World's Best Poetry ...John Vance Cheney, Sir Charles G. D. Roberts, Francis Hovey Stoddard, John Raymond Howard J. D. Morris, 1904 - English poetry |
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... tell us ( if that picture were the “ Primavera " of Botticelli ) what it was that in- formed this strange city of the past , and made poem , palace , dome , tower , gate , cell , fagot , angel , Ma- donna , and Tribuna the things they ...
... tell us ( if that picture were the “ Primavera " of Botticelli ) what it was that in- formed this strange city of the past , and made poem , palace , dome , tower , gate , cell , fagot , angel , Ma- donna , and Tribuna the things they ...
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... tell us that we too have our Westminster Abbeys and St. Pauls , though overhanging branches replace upspringing arches of stone , and the dome of the blue vault is substituted for that which Christopher Wren up- reared . When such dust ...
... tell us that we too have our Westminster Abbeys and St. Pauls , though overhanging branches replace upspringing arches of stone , and the dome of the blue vault is substituted for that which Christopher Wren up- reared . When such dust ...
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... tell , any more than the kitten at our feet or the house fly on the ceiling , the connection between the end of a thought and the end of a nerve . " The truth is , " wrote John Ad- dington Symonds , " that in many senses we are still in ...
... tell , any more than the kitten at our feet or the house fly on the ceiling , the connection between the end of a thought and the end of a nerve . " The truth is , " wrote John Ad- dington Symonds , " that in many senses we are still in ...
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... tell of the joys that are waiting here ; And tell of the signs you shall shortly see ; Of the times that are now , and the times that shall be . " They lifted Kilmeny , they led her away , And she walked in the light of a sunless day ...
... tell of the joys that are waiting here ; And tell of the signs you shall shortly see ; Of the times that are now , and the times that shall be . " They lifted Kilmeny , they led her away , And she walked in the light of a sunless day ...
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... tell the place where she had been , And the glories that lay in the land unseen ; To warn the living maidens fair , The loved of heaven , the spirits ' care , That all whose minds unmeled remain Shall bloom in beauty when time is gane ...
... tell the place where she had been , And the glories that lay in the land unseen ; To warn the living maidens fair , The loved of heaven , the spirits ' care , That all whose minds unmeled remain Shall bloom in beauty when time is gane ...
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beauty beneath bird blow breast breath breeze bright Camelot Cleon clouds cried dark dead dear death deep door doth dream earth EDMUND SPENSER EDWIN MARKHAM eyes fair fairy fancy fear flower frae FRIEDRICH VON SCHILLER gleam golden gray hair hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven hour Jean François Millet JOHN KEATS JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE Judas Iscariot Kilmeny Labor lady lady of Shalott land laugh light lips live looked Lord mind moon Moonlight Song murmured never Nevermore night o'er once passion PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE poet rest Rhocus river rose round shadows Shalott shore sigh silence sing sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul of Judas sound spirit stars stood stream sweet tears tell thee things thou thought toil Translation Ulalume voice wave weary wild wind wine wings
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Page 119 - And now the storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong: He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled. And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold; And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald...
Page 317 - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He...
Page 124 - See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!
Page 129 - My lips were wet, my throat was cold, My garments all were dank ; Sure I had drunken in my dreams, And still my body drank. I moved, and could not feel my limbs: I was so light — almost I thought that I had died in sleep, And was a blessed ghost.
Page 121 - The Sun now rose upon the right : Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day for food or play Came to the mariners...
Page 399 - In offices of tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port: the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have...
Page 122 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Page 130 - Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew.
Page 221 - There, on beds of violets blue And fresh-blown roses washed in dew, Filled her with thee, a daughter fair, So buxom, blithe, and debonair. Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee...