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... dead ; Would start and tremble under her feet , And blossom in purple and red . This is a very fine instance of the purely ideal emotion - extravagant , if you like , in the force of the imagery used , but absolutely sincere and true ...
... dead ; Would start and tremble under her feet , And blossom in purple and red . This is a very fine instance of the purely ideal emotion - extravagant , if you like , in the force of the imagery used , but absolutely sincere and true ...
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... dead . It uplifted the stone that was set On that tomb which the heart held yet ; But the sorrow had moulder'd within . And there came from the long closed door A dear image , that was not the sin Or the grief that lay buried before ...
... dead . It uplifted the stone that was set On that tomb which the heart held yet ; But the sorrow had moulder'd within . And there came from the long closed door A dear image , that was not the sin Or the grief that lay buried before ...
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... dead . In the room where her body died , flowers have been placed , offerings to the dead . Also there are flowers upon the bed . The ghost of the woman observes all this , but she does not feel either glad or sad because of it ; she is ...
... dead . In the room where her body died , flowers have been placed , offerings to the dead . Also there are flowers upon the bed . The ghost of the woman observes all this , but she does not feel either glad or sad because of it ; she is ...
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... dead . Out- side the room of death the birds are singing ; in the fields beyond the windows peasants are work- ing , and talking as they work . But the ghost does not listen to these sounds . The ghost remains in the room only for ...
... dead . Out- side the room of death the birds are singing ; in the fields beyond the windows peasants are work- ing , and talking as they work . But the ghost does not listen to these sounds . The ghost remains in the room only for ...
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... dead seem raised , or Death has never been , Were I not here alone . This is great art in its power of picturing a memory of the heart . Let us notice some of the beauties . The lover is pale because he is afraid , anxious ; he is going ...
... dead seem raised , or Death has never been , Were I not here alone . This is great art in its power of picturing a memory of the heart . Let us notice some of the beauties . The lover is pale because he is afraid , anxious ; he is going ...
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Page 46 - BRIGHT star ! would I were steadfast as thou art— Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night. And watching, with eternal lids apart. Like Nature's patient sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores...
Page 19 - Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight.
Page 225 - Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Page 62 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Page 102 - Set me as a seal upon thine heart, As a seal upon thine arm : For love is strong as death; Jealousy is cruel as the grave: The coals thereof are coals of fire, Which hath a most vehement flame.
Page 181 - The poetry of earth is never dead: When all the birds are faint with the hot Sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead. That is the grasshopper's...
Page 176 - Busy, curious, thirsty fly ! Drink with me, and drink as I ! Freely welcome to my cup, Couldst thou sip and sip it up : Make the most of life you may ; Life is short and wears away ! Both alike are mine and thine, Hastening quick to their decline ! Thine's a summer, mine no more, Though repeated to threescore ! Threescore summers when they're gone, Will appear as short as one...
Page 268 - Who can find a virtuous woman? For her price is far above rubies. The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil. She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life. She seeketh wool, and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands. She is like the merchants' ships; she bringeth her food from afar.
Page 202 - Yet hark ! how through the peopled air The busy murmur glows ! The insect youth are on the wing, Eager to taste the honied spring And float amid the liquid noon ; Some lightly o'er the current skim, Some show their gaily-gilded trim Quick -glancing to the sun.
Page 52 - And teach her fair steps tread our Earth ; Till that divine Idea, take a shrine Of crystal flesh, through which to shine ; Meet you her, my wishes, Bespeak her to my blisses, And be ye call'd, my absent kisses.