In MemoriamEdward Moxon, 1850 - 210 pagina's |
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. My Arthur , whom I shall not see Till all my widow'd race be run ; Dear as the mother to the son , More than my brothers are to me . X. I HEAR the noise about thy keel ; I 13.
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. My Arthur , whom I shall not see Till all my widow'd race be run ; Dear as the mother to the son , More than my brothers are to me . X. I HEAR the noise about thy keel ; I 13.
Pagina 57
... am not worthy but to speak Of thy prevailing mysteries ; For I am but an earthly Muse , And owning but a little art To lull with song an aching heart , And render human love his dues ; But brooding on the dear one dead , And all པ་ 57.
... am not worthy but to speak Of thy prevailing mysteries ; For I am but an earthly Muse , And owning but a little art To lull with song an aching heart , And render human love his dues ; But brooding on the dear one dead , And all པ་ 57.
Pagina 58
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. But brooding on the dear one dead , And all he said of things divine , ( And dear as sacramental wine To dying lips is all he said ) , I murmur'd , as I came along , Of comfort clasp'd in truth reveal'd ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. But brooding on the dear one dead , And all he said of things divine , ( And dear as sacramental wine To dying lips is all he said ) , I murmur'd , as I came along , Of comfort clasp'd in truth reveal'd ...
Pagina 61
... 'd her most , Shall count new things as dear as old : But thou and I have shaken hands , Till growing winters lay me low ; My paths are in the fields I know , And thine in undiscover'd lands . XL . THY spirit ere our fatal loss Did ever 61.
... 'd her most , Shall count new things as dear as old : But thou and I have shaken hands , Till growing winters lay me low ; My paths are in the fields I know , And thine in undiscover'd lands . XL . THY spirit ere our fatal loss Did ever 61.
Pagina 108
... beauteous world . At one dear knee we proffer'd vows , One lesson from one book we learn'd , Ere childhood's flaxen ringlet turn'd To black and brown on kindred brows . And so my wealth resembles thine , But he was 108.
... beauteous world . At one dear knee we proffer'd vows , One lesson from one book we learn'd , Ere childhood's flaxen ringlet turn'd To black and brown on kindred brows . And so my wealth resembles thine , But he was 108.
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
ambrosial beat Behold bells bliss blood bloom blow break breast breath bring brows calm chaff cloud cold crown'd Danube dark darken'd dead dear Death deep dipt divine doubt dream dust dying earth ev'n evermore eyes fades fair faith faithless fall fall'n fancy fear flower gloom grave grief half hand happy happy days happy hour harp hath hear heard heart heaven hill hope Hope and Fear hour human land leaf leave light linnet lips lives look look'd love thee mind moon morn move Muse night o'er pain peace race regret rest rills Ring rise round seem'd Seraphic shade Shadow shore sing sleep song sorrow soul star sweet tears thine things thou art thought thro touch touch'd trance trust truth unto voice walk'd weep whisper WHITEFRIARS wild wild bells wind wings wisdom words wrought yonder
Populaire passages
Pagina 1 - I held it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
Pagina 210 - Whereof the man, that with me trod This planet, was a noble type Appearing ere the times were ripe, That friend of mine who lives in God, That God, which ever lives and loves, One God, one law, one element, And one far-off divine event, To which the whole creation moves.
Pagina 88 - Who breaks his birth's invidious bar, And grasps the skirts of happy chance, And breasts the blows of circumstance, And grapples with his evil star...
Pagina 32 - The Danube to the Severn gave The darken'd heart that beat no more; They laid him by the pleasant shore, And in the hearing of the wave. There twice a day the Severn fills; The salt sea-water passes by, And hushes half the babbling Wye, And makes a silence in the hills.
Pagina 67 - THE baby new to earth and sky, What time his tender palm is prest Against the circle of the breast, Has never thought that ' this is I : ' But as he grows he gathers much, And learns the use of ' I,' and ' me,' And finds ' I am not what I see, And other than the things I touch...
Pagina 76 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Pagina 159 - THE time draws near the birth of Christ : The moon is hid ; the night is still ; The Christmas bells from hill to hill Answer each other in the mist. Four voices of four hamlets round, From far and near, on mead and moor, Swell out and fail, as if a door Were shut between me and the sound : Each voice four changes on the wind, That now dilate, and now decrease, Peace...
Pagina 143 - He fought his doubts and gather'd strength, He would not make his judgment blind, He faced the spectres of the mind And laid them: thus he came at length To find a stronger faith his own; And Power was with him in the night, Which makes the darkness and the light, And dwells not in the light alone, But in the darkness and the cloud, As over Sinai's peaks of old, While Israel made their gods of gold, Altho
Pagina 185 - I trust I have not wasted breath: I think we are not wholly brain, Magnetic mockeries; not in vain, Like Paul with beasts, I fought with Death; Not only cunning casts in clay: Let Science prove we are, and then What matters Science unto men, At least to me? I would not stay.