The Book of Living PoetsWalter Jerrold Alston Rivers, Limited, 1907 - 375 էջ |
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... rounded by many of their fellows of varying size . " If all the world were eagles , what of that ? The wonder of the eagle were the less , But he no less the eagle . " It has grown to be something of a custom to decry a living poet , to ...
... rounded by many of their fellows of varying size . " If all the world were eagles , what of that ? The wonder of the eagle were the less , But he no less the eagle . " It has grown to be something of a custom to decry a living poet , to ...
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... Round Table " . J. M. Dent & Co. ) Sir Launcelot and the Sancgreal Keri's Daughter Salmon , Arthur L. Besieged ( " A Book of Verses " -Blackwood & Sons ) Ghosts " " 99 · 262 • 264 · 267 272 " " 273 275 Two Ways of Life ( " Lyrics and ...
... Round Table " . J. M. Dent & Co. ) Sir Launcelot and the Sancgreal Keri's Daughter Salmon , Arthur L. Besieged ( " A Book of Verses " -Blackwood & Sons ) Ghosts " " 99 · 262 • 264 · 267 272 " " 273 275 Two Ways of Life ( " Lyrics and ...
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... round , Tissues that far in morning - lands were spun By those who love the flowers and the sun . I laid her softly in a silken bed , Strewed fragrant violets about her head And left her . ' Twas my dream then that I slept . But when at ...
... round , Tissues that far in morning - lands were spun By those who love the flowers and the sun . I laid her softly in a silken bed , Strewed fragrant violets about her head And left her . ' Twas my dream then that I slept . But when at ...
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... round bud - lips fair , for the dew - pure nectar's sake Hid in their bosoms , now the honey - bee's sweet burden . Golden the granary's harvest , the hive's golden Rapt from troubling of storm - blast , from frost - blight's despair ...
... round bud - lips fair , for the dew - pure nectar's sake Hid in their bosoms , now the honey - bee's sweet burden . Golden the granary's harvest , the hive's golden Rapt from troubling of storm - blast , from frost - blight's despair ...
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... Round the turn of the road . And I'm lonesome left behind ; Yet time passes , fast or slow , And they're coming home some day ; They'll come back to me , they said : Just this morn that's overhead It might chance , for aught I know ...
... Round the turn of the road . And I'm lonesome left behind ; Yet time passes , fast or slow , And they're coming home some day ; They'll come back to me , they said : Just this morn that's overhead It might chance , for aught I know ...
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Էջ 295 - For winter's rains and ruins are over, And all the season of snows and sins ; The days dividing lover and lover, The light that loses, the night that wins ; And time remembered is grief forgotten, And frosts are slain and flowers begotten, And in green underwood and cover Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
Էջ 223 - ... Dons sight Devon, I'll quit the port o' Heaven, An' drum them up the Channel as we drummed them long ago." Drake he's in his hammock till the great Armadas come, (Capten, art tha sleepin' there below?), Slung atween the round shot, listenin' for the drum, An' dreamin' arl the time o
Էջ 137 - An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small, In blast-beruffled plume, Had chosen thus to fling his soul Upon the growing gloom. So little cause for...
Էջ 227 - ... them and they answer: from aisles of oak and ash Rings the Follow! Follow! and the boughs begin to crash; The ferns begin to flutter and the flowers begin to fly; And through the crimson dawning the robber band goes by. Robin! Robin!
Էջ 185 - Arrtifex ! That holds, in spite o' knock and scale, o' friction, waste an' slip, An' by that light — now, mark my word — we'll build the Perfect Ship. I'll never last to judge her lines or take her curve — not I. But I ha' lived an' I ha
Էջ 285 - WHEN I had wings, my brother, Such wings were mine as thine : Such life my heart remembers In all as wild Septembers As this when life seems other, Though sweet, than once was mine ; When I had wings, my brother, Such wings were mine as thine.
Էջ 136 - THE DARKLING THRUSH I LEANT upon a coppice gate When Frost was spectre-gray, And Winter's dregs made desolate The weakening eye of day. The tangled bine-stems scored the sky Like strings of broken lyres, And all mankind that haunted nigh Had sought their household fires. The land's sharp features seemed to be The Century's corpse...
Էջ 201 - Oh, just beyond the fairest thoughts that throng This breast, the thought of thee waits, hidden yet bright ; But it must never, never come in sight ; I must stop short of thee the whole day long.
Էջ 222 - Drake he's in his hammock an' a thousand mile away, (Capten, art tha sleepin' there below ?) Slung atween the round shot in Nombre Dios Bay, An' dreamin' arl the time o
Էջ 290 - A FORSAKEN GARDEN In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, At the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, Walled round with rocks as an inland island, The ghost of a garden fronts the sea.