Goblin market, and other poems. With designs by D.G. Rossetti |
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Էջ 58
... : For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had , Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad . AFTER DEATH . SONNET . THE curtains were half drawn 58 REMEMBER.
... : For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had , Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad . AFTER DEATH . SONNET . THE curtains were half drawn 58 REMEMBER.
Էջ 76
... smiles , almost with tears : " May Nell and you but live as true As we have done for years ; " Your father thirty years ago Had just your tale to tell ; But he was not so pale as you , Nor I so pale as Nell . " My lord was pale with ...
... smiles , almost with tears : " May Nell and you but live as true As we have done for years ; " Your father thirty years ago Had just your tale to tell ; But he was not so pale as you , Nor I so pale as Nell . " My lord was pale with ...
Էջ 102
... blush was rippling with a smile Like summer after snow . 66 A cup for memory ! " Cold cup that one must drain alone : While autumn winds are up and moan Across the barren sea . Hope , memory , love : Hope for fair morn 102 THREE SEASONS.
... blush was rippling with a smile Like summer after snow . 66 A cup for memory ! " Cold cup that one must drain alone : While autumn winds are up and moan Across the barren sea . Hope , memory , love : Hope for fair morn 102 THREE SEASONS.
Էջ 112
... smiling lips and cold calm eyes : Changed , yet the same ; much knowing , little wise ; This was the promise of the days of old ! Grown hard and stubborn in the ancient mould , Grown rigid in the sham of lifelong lies : We hoped for ...
... smiling lips and cold calm eyes : Changed , yet the same ; much knowing , little wise ; This was the promise of the days of old ! Grown hard and stubborn in the ancient mould , Grown rigid in the sham of lifelong lies : We hoped for ...
Էջ 121
... smile and sigh , For songs among the secret trees Where sudden blue birds nest and sport ? The time is short and yet you stay : To - day while it is called to - day Kneel , wrestle , knock , do violence , pray ; To - day is short , to ...
... smile and sigh , For songs among the secret trees Where sudden blue birds nest and sport ? The time is short and yet you stay : To - day while it is called to - day Kneel , wrestle , knock , do violence , pray ; To - day is short , to ...
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answered beneath birds bless bloom blossoms bough breath Cherubim Christ cold cousin Kate crocodile dead dear death doth dove dream drouth Euphrates eyes face fair fear feet flowers fruits glen glowworm goblin GOBLIN MARKET goblin men golden head grass green grey hair hand hath hear heard heart heaven hope hope and fear hour lambs laugh Laura leaf leaping lilies lips Lizzie look Lord Maude Clare moon morning nest never night pain pale Paradise pass pleasant plucked Pomegranates pray Ratel rest rose sang sea of glass shadows silence sing sister Maude sleep smile snow snowdrops song SONNET soul spirits Spring stone stood sucked summer sweet tears tell tender thee things thorns thou art to-day To-morrow trees turn vanity vanity of vanities wake watch waxed weary weep wind wine
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Էջ 58 - Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that...
Էջ 128 - A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide it from my face? You cannot miss that inn. Shall I meet other wayfarers at night? Those who have gone before.
Էջ 56 - My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a watered shoot: My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit; My IK.II [ is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea; My heart is gladder than all these Because my love is come to me.
Էջ 81 - My very life again though cold in death: Come back to me in dreams, that I may give Pulse for pulse, breath for breath: Speak low, lean low, As long ago, my love, how long ago!
Էջ 4 - Covered close lest they should look; Laura reared her glossy head, And whispered like the restless brook: 'Look, Lizzie, look, Lizzie, Down the glen tramp little men. One hauls a basket, One bears a plate, One lugs a golden dish Of many pounds weight. How fair the vine must grow Whose grapes are so luscious; How warm the wind must blow Through those fruit bushes.' 'No,' said Lizzie; 'No, no, no, Their offers should not charm us, Their evil gifts would harm us.
Էջ 159 - Bv day she woos me, soft, exceeding fair : But all night as the moon so changeth she ; Loathsome and foul with hideous leprosy And subtle serpents gliding in her hair.
Էջ 30 - Would talk about the haunted glen, The wicked, quaint fruit-merchant men, Their fruits like honey to the throat, But poison in the blood; (Men sell not such in any town;) Would tell them how her sister stood In deadly peril to do her good, And win the fiery antidote: Then joining hands to little hands Would bid them cling together, "For there is no friend like a sister, In calm or stormy weather, To cheer one on the tedious way, To fetch one if one goes astray, To lift one if one totters down, To...
Էջ 9 - Should not loiter in the glen In the haunts of goblin men. Do you not remember Jeanie, How she met them in the moonlight, Took their gifts both choice and many, Ate their fruits and wore their flowers 150 Plucked from bowers Where summer ripens at all hours?
Էջ 56 - A BIRTHDAY. My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a watered shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea; My heart is gladder than all these Because my love is come to me. Raise me a dais of silk and down; Hang it with vair and purple dyes; Carve it in doves and pomegranates, And peacocks with a hundred eyes; Work it in gold and silver grapes, In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys; Because...
Էջ 4 - She thrust a dimpled finger In each ear, shut eyes and ran: Curious Laura chose to linger Wondering at each merchant man.