The World's Best Poetry ...J.D. Morris, 1904 |
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... grow cold and strange , The heart still warmly beat , yet not be true . Love not ! Love not ! the thing you love may die , - May perish from the gay and gladsome earth ; The silent stars , the blue and smiling sky , Beam o'er its grave ...
... grow cold and strange , The heart still warmly beat , yet not be true . Love not ! Love not ! the thing you love may die , - May perish from the gay and gladsome earth ; The silent stars , the blue and smiling sky , Beam o'er its grave ...
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... grows the sick and feverish calm , Relaxed the frosty twine , - The pine - tree dreameth of the palm , The palm - tree of the pine . As soon shall nature interlace Those dimly - visioned boughs , As these young lovers face to face Renew ...
... grows the sick and feverish calm , Relaxed the frosty twine , - The pine - tree dreameth of the palm , The palm - tree of the pine . As soon shall nature interlace Those dimly - visioned boughs , As these young lovers face to face Renew ...
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... grows , Or only change this spot , Where she who said , I love thee , Now says , I love thee not ? The skies seemed true above thee , The rose true on the tree ; The bird seemed true the summer through , But all proved false to me ...
... grows , Or only change this spot , Where she who said , I love thee , Now says , I love thee not ? The skies seemed true above thee , The rose true on the tree ; The bird seemed true the summer through , But all proved false to me ...
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... grows wider , the hands must sever , On either margin , our songs all done , We move apart , while she singeth ever , Taking the course of the stooping sun . He prays , " Come over " I may not follow ; I cry , " Return " --but he cannot ...
... grows wider , the hands must sever , On either margin , our songs all done , We move apart , while she singeth ever , Taking the course of the stooping sun . He prays , " Come over " I may not follow ; I cry , " Return " --but he cannot ...
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... grows wider and swift and deep ; Passionate words as of one beseeching- The loud beck drowns them : we walk and weep . V. A yellow moon in splendor drooping , A tired queen with her state oppressed , Low by rushes and sword - grass ...
... grows wider and swift and deep ; Passionate words as of one beseeching- The loud beck drowns them : we walk and weep . V. A yellow moon in splendor drooping , A tired queen with her state oppressed , Low by rushes and sword - grass ...
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Էջ 366 - Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own ; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a Mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely Nurse doth all she can To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. VII. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years...
Էջ 161 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's ; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Էջ 438 - Neaera's hair? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days: But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life.
Էջ 166 - MY HEART aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Էջ 167 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret...
Էջ 31 - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home — Lead Thou me on! Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene — one step enough for me.
Էջ 360 - One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, Never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake.
Էջ 143 - ... Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Էջ 366 - Shaped by himself with newly -learned art ; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral ; And this hath now his heart, And unto this he frames his song : Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business, love, or strife : But it will not be long Ere this be thrown aside. And with new joy and pride The little Actor cons another part ; Filling from time to time his
Էջ 32 - I do not ask to see The distant scene, — one step enough for me. I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on. I loved to choose and see my path; but now Lead Thou me on! I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will: remember not past years. So long Thy power hath...