PoemsRoberts, 1882 - 283 pagina's |
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Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
behold beneath Beryl-stone bitter bower bower's in flower breast breath brow Catherine Douglas child cloud cried dark dead dear death deep doth dream face fain fair fair lord feet fell fire flame gaze God's golden grace hair hand hath heard Hell and Heaven Holycleugh hour immortal hours John of Tours King King never smiled King's kiss knew lady leaned light Lilith lips Little brother looked lord Love's Mary Mother moan moon neath night Nineveh o'er once pale Queen Rose Mary Rouen round royal train sake scarce Scotish shadow shame sighs sight silence Sister Helen smile song SONNET soul's spirit spoke stood sweet tears tell thee thing thou throne thy soul to-day told Troy Town Troy's turned Twas Unto voice wave weary White Ship wind wings woman words Yesterday's son youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 170 - I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death; a land of darkness, as darkness itself, and of the shadow of death, without any order and where the light is as darkness.
Pagina 114 - Consider the lilies of the field; they toil not, neither do they spin: yet Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
Pagina 3 - And the souls mounting up to God Went by her like thin flames. And still she bowed herself and stooped Out of the circling charm ; Until her bosom must have made The bar she leaned on warm, And the lilies lay as if asleep Along her bended arm. From the fixed place of Heaven she saw Time like a pulse shake fierce Through all the worlds.
Pagina 177 - He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone, At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.
Pagina 113 - Of its own arduous fulness reverent : Carve it in ivory or in ebony, As Day or Night may rule ; and let Time see Its flowering crest impearled and orient. A Sonnet is a coin : its face reveals The soul, — its converse, to what Power 'tis due ; — Whether for tribute to the august appeals Of Life, or dower in Love's high retinue.
Pagina 4 - Her gaze still strove Within the gulf to pierce Its path; and now she spoke as when The stars sang in their spheres. The sun was gone now; the curled moon Was like a little feather Fluttering far down the gulf; and now She spoke through the still weather. Her voice was like the voice the stars Had when they sang together.
Pagina 2 - The wonder was not yet quite gone From that still look of hers; Albeit, to them she left, her day Had counted as ten years.
Pagina 141 - He sends a ring and a broken coin, Sister Helen, And bids you mind the banks of Boyne.' 'What else he broke will he ever join, Little brother? ' (O Mother, Mary Mother, No, never joined, between Hell and Heaven!) 'He yields you these and craves full fain, Sister Helen, You pardon him in his mortal pain.
Pagina 284 - UNDER the arch of Life, where love and death, Terror and mystery, guard her shrine, I saw Beauty enthroned ; and though her gaze struck awe, I drew it in as simply as my breath.
Pagina 7 - 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, forever now Together, I and he.