The Poets and the Poetry of the Nineteenth Century, Volume 5G. Routledge, 1905 |
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The Poets and the Poetry of the Nineteenth Century: Charles Kingsley to ... Alfred Henry Miles No preview available - 1905 |
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Arnold beauty born boys breast breath bright Charles Kingsley cloud COVENTRY PATMORE cried dark dead dear death deep dream earth EBENEZER JONES eyes face fair fear flowers gaze GEORGE MEREDITH GERALD MASSEY gleam gloom glory golden grace green hair hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven hills hour Ianthe King kiss knew laugh LEWIS MORRIS light lips living look Lord Marquis de Carabas Matthew Arnold morn Mortimer Collins never night o'er once poems poet poetry RICHARD WATSON DIXON rose Rossetti round sail Saint shine silence sing Sir Edwin Arnold sleep smile soft song soul spirit spring stars stood summer sweet SYDNEY DOBELL tears thee things Thomas Woolner thou thought true Twas verse villein voice volume wave wild wind wonder young youth
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Page 104 - We heard the sweet bells over the bay? In the caverns where we lay, Through the surf and through the swell, The far-off sound of a silver bell? Sand-strewn caverns, cool and deep, Where the winds are all asleep; Where the spent lights quiver and gleam, Where the salt weed sways in the stream...
Page 533 - GENTLE Jesus, meek and mild, Look upon a little child, Pity my simplicity, Suffer me to come to thee.
Page 108 - Shakespeare OTHERS abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask — Thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge. For the loftiest hill, Who to the stars uncrowns his majesty, Planting his steadfast footsteps in the sea, Making the heaven of heavens his dwelling-place, Spares but the cloudy border of his base To the foil'd searching of mortality; And thou, who didst the stars and sunbeams know, Self-school'd, self-scann'd, self-honour'd, self-secure, Didst tread on earth unguess'd at.
Page 398 - Ah, what a dusty answer gets the soul When hot for certainties in this our life!
Page 250 - Up the airy mountain Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting, For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather!
Page 12 - Mary, go and call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, And call the cattle home Across the sands of Dee!" The western wind was wild and dank wi' foam, And all alone went she.
Page 391 - Lovely are the curves of the white owl sweeping Wavy in the dusk lit by one large star. Lone on the fir-branch, his rattle-note unvaried, Brooding o'er the gloom, spins the brown eve-jar. Darker grows the valley, more and more forgetting : So were it with me if forgetting could be willed. Tell the grassy hollow that holds the bubbling wellspring, Tell it to forget the source that keeps it filled.
Page 16 - FAREWELL. My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Page 460 - There will I ask of Christ the Lord Thus much for him and me: Only to live as once on earth With Love, only to be, As then awhile, for ever now Together, I and he.
Page 395 - On a starred night Prince Lucifer uprose. Tired of his dark dominion swung the fiend Above the rolling ball in cloud part screened, Where sinners hugged their spectre of repose.