Maximilian: And Other PoemsBurns, Oates, 1868 - 36 pages |
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agate Allah almond-tree anachronism atheist balcony of marble Baron's Leprosy blest bosom breast to gold Bring me Coral Cardinal Colomba lay Christmastide clouds a path couch at droop coursers depths of glowing dove-like-Dove by name downy-breasted Dream Epaminondas evermore eyes faith fill their joyful fixest thou foes formula Who proceedeth Fourteenth Ecumenical Council gaze glowing ether gods of Rome Gregory X half in lustre hath hear heart Heaven holy ingleside Long His sweet lord maid of Gnatia marble Cardinal Colomba midst of pangs mission'd Ne'er neath never o'er Oriental prelates accepted pangs so dreadful plumelets cloven clouds Pope Gregory Pope Gregory III Prefect Pulchrina reflected sunbeams kindle Regal Shepherd Sacred Ambition shine slopes the carrier spake in figure strongest instinct guided Sultan's Diary task of love Theban Thebes thee altogether dove-like-Dove thine thou that piercing thou wilt thy side tree That harboured Tuneful Spring Whelmed winnowing plumelets cloven wondering listeners fill
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Page 30 - Were it not for this voice, speaking so clearly in my conscience and my heart, I should be an atheist, or a pantheist, or a polytheist when I looked into the world. I am speaking for myself only ; and I am far from denying the real force of the arguments in proof of a God, drawn from the general facts of human society and the course of history...
Page 30 - I should be an atheist, or a pantheist, or a polytheist when I looked into the world. I am speaking for myself only ; and I am far from denying the real force of the arguments in proof of a God, drawn from the general facts of human society...
Page 9 - I pass the vale. I breast the steep. I bear the cross : the cross bears me. Light leads me on to light. I weep For joy at what I hope to see When, scaled at length the arduous height, For every painful step I trod, I traverse worlds on worlds of light And pierce some deeper depth of...
Page 20 - Wmt mi j|OW brief my days !" I oft complain, But ere the sigh is past, I answer in an altered strain, " My time will ever last." Why should I fret that life is short, And through impatience fall ? If once I reach the inner court There will be time for all.
Page 31 - But chiefly in my own calm breast I hear, as creeps the day, His whispered words " Wouldst thou be blest, Seek this, and shun that way.
Page 30 - Apologia, p. 377SEE the God whom I adore In every shell and star, I hear Him thundering on the shore, But see and hear afar.