Poems of sorrow, death and immortalityHolt, 1912 |
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... dreams , And yonder ivy fondling the broke castle - wall , It pulls upon my heart till the wild tears fall . The cabin - door looks down a furze - lighted hill , And far as Leighlin Cross the fields are green and still ; But once I hear ...
... dreams , And yonder ivy fondling the broke castle - wall , It pulls upon my heart till the wild tears fall . The cabin - door looks down a furze - lighted hill , And far as Leighlin Cross the fields are green and still ; But once I hear ...
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And hast thou lost , my Brother ? " " Yea , but in dreams I find . " " And I " ( so saith another ) " Leave buried dead behind ! " For each , when gyves are fretting , A different balm must be . Some find it in forgetting , And some in ...
And hast thou lost , my Brother ? " " Yea , but in dreams I find . " " And I " ( so saith another ) " Leave buried dead behind ! " For each , when gyves are fretting , A different balm must be . Some find it in forgetting , And some in ...
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... Dream thou - and from thy sleep Then wake to weep . Percy Bysshe Shelley [ 1792-1822 ] A FANCY FROM FONTENELLE De mémoires de Roses on n'a point vu mourir le Jardinier THE Rose in the garden slipped her bud , And she laughed in the ...
... Dream thou - and from thy sleep Then wake to weep . Percy Bysshe Shelley [ 1792-1822 ] A FANCY FROM FONTENELLE De mémoires de Roses on n'a point vu mourir le Jardinier THE Rose in the garden slipped her bud , And she laughed in the ...
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... dream , with wider range , Those eyes shall shine , but not on mine : Unmoved , unblest , by worldly change , The ... dream Of starry treasure ! We dream ; do thou the same ; We love " Sit Down , Sad Soul " 3173 William Johnson Cory John ...
... dream , with wider range , Those eyes shall shine , but not on mine : Unmoved , unblest , by worldly change , The ... dream Of starry treasure ! We dream ; do thou the same ; We love " Sit Down , Sad Soul " 3173 William Johnson Cory John ...
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We dream ; do thou the same ; We love for ever ; We laugh , yet few we shame— The gentle , never . Stay , then , till sorrow dies ; Then - hope and happy skies Are thine for ever ! Bryan Waller Procter [ 1787-1874 ] ON A TEAR O THAT the ...
We dream ; do thou the same ; We love for ever ; We laugh , yet few we shame— The gentle , never . Stay , then , till sorrow dies ; Then - hope and happy skies Are thine for ever ! Bryan Waller Procter [ 1787-1874 ] ON A TEAR O THAT the ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 3185 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread — Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this "Song of the Shirt.
Página 3450 - I saw eternity the other night Like a great ring of pure and endless light, All calm as it was bright; And round beneath it, time in hours, days, years, Driv'n by the spheres, Like a vast shadow moved, in which the world And all her train were hurled...
Página 3552 - Abide with me ; fast falls the even-tide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide ; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
Página 3541 - Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in thee I find. Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name; I am all unrighteousness: 30 False and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.
Página 3265 - MAY I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence: live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self, In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge man's search To vaster issues.
Página 3193 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom...
Página 3288 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted...
Página 3298 - And all their echoes mourn. The Willows, and the Hazel Copses green, Shall now no more be seen, Fanning their joyous Leaves to thy soft lays.
Página 3468 - He that is down needs fear no fall, He that is low, no pride; He that is humble, ever shall Have God to be his guide.
Página 3301 - Where the great Vision of the guarded mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold, — Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth ; And, O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth.