Ballads and SonnetsEllis and White, 1882 - 287 pagina's |
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afar arms Ballads and Sonnets beauty behold Beryl Beryl-stone bitter breast breath bright brow Catherine Douglas Cheyne Walk cloud cried Dante DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI dark dead dear death deep doth dream evermore face fain fair feet fell fire flame flower gaze God's golden grace hair hand hath heaven Holycleugh hope hour immortal hours King King's kiss knew lady light lips looked Lord Love's Lungi mediæval moan moon mother murmuring neath night o'er once painter pale poet powers primordial Pre-Raphaelite PROSERPINA Queen rain Rose Mary Rossetti Rouen round royal train sake Scotish shadow shame sighs sight silence smile song sorrow soul's spirit Spring stood sweet TAUCHNITZ tears thee THEODORE WATTS thine eyes thing thou thought throne thy soul to-day turn Twas Unto VENUS VICTRIX voice wave White Ship wind wings words youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 133 - For lo! in some poor rhythmic period, Lady, I fain would tell how evermore Thy soul I know not from thy body, nor Thee from myself, neither our love from God.
Pagina 260 - The sky leans dumb on the sea, Aweary with all its wings ; And oh ! the song the sea sings Is dark everlastingly. Our past is clean forgot, Our present is and is not, Our future's a sealed seedplot, And what betwixt them are we ? — We who say as we go, — DOWN STREAM.
Pagina 259 - Strange to think by the way, Whatever there is to know, That shall we know one day.
Pagina 114 - Twas Catherine Douglas sprang to the door, But I fell back Kate Barlass. With that they all thronged into the hall, Half dim to my failing ken ; And the space that was but a void before Was a crowd of wrathful men. Behind the door I had fall'n and lay, Yet my sense was wildly aware, And for all the pain of my shattered arm, I never fainted there.
Pagina 201 - How should this be ? Art thou then so much more Than they who sowed, that thou shouldst reap thereby ? Nay, come up hither. From this wave-washed mound Unto the furthest flood-brim look with me ; Then reach on with thy thought till it be drown'd. Miles and miles distant though the last line be. And though thy soul sail leagues and leagues beyond, — Still, leagues beyond those leagues, there is more sea, SONNETS LXXIV, LXXV, LXXVI OLD AND NEW ART I.
Pagina 225 - A Superscription Look in my face ; my name is Might-have-been ; I am also called No-more, Too-late, Farewell ; Unto thine ear I hold the dead-sea shell Cast up thy Life's foam-fretted feet between ; Unto thine eyes the glass where that is seen...
Pagina 199 - EAT thou and drink : to-morrow thou shalt die. Surely the earth, that's wise being very old. Needs not our help. Then loose me, love, and hold Thy sultry hair up from my face ; that I May pour for thee this golden wine, brim-high, Till round the glass thy fingers glow like gold. We'll drown all hours: thy song, while hours are tolled, Shall leap, as fountains veil the changing sky. Now kiss, and think that there are really those.
Pagina 228 - O Life, the lady of all bliss, With whom, when our first heart beat full and fast, I wandered till the haunts of men were pass'd, And in fair places found all bowers amiss Till only woods and waves might hear our kiss, While to the winds all thought of Death we cast: — Ah, Life! and must I have from thee at last No smile to greet me and no babe but this? Lo! Love, the child once ours; and Song, whose hair Blew like a flame and blossomed like a...
Pagina 205 - Hers are the eyes which, over and beneath, The sky and sea bend on thee,- — which can draw, By sea or sky or woman, to one law, The allotted bondman of her palm and wreath. This is that Lady Beauty, in whose praise Thy voice and hand shake...
Pagina 162 - NOT I myself know all my love for thee : How should I reach so far, who cannot weigh To-morrow's dower by gage of yesterday ? Shall birth and death, and all dark names that be As doors and windows bared to some loud sea, Lash deaf mine ears and blind my face with spray; And shall my sense pierce love, — the last relay And ultimate outpost of eternity ? Lo ! what am I to Love, the lord of all ? One murmuring shell he gathers from the sand, — One little heart-flame sheltered in his hand. Yet through...