PoemsE. Moxon, 1854 - 388 páginas |
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... tears of gum— Fierce agonies that ought to yell , But , like the marble , dumb . Nay , yonder blasted Elm that stands So like a man of sin , Who , frantic , flings his arms abroad To feel the Worm within- For all that gesture , so ...
... tears of gum— Fierce agonies that ought to yell , But , like the marble , dumb . Nay , yonder blasted Elm that stands So like a man of sin , Who , frantic , flings his arms abroad To feel the Worm within- For all that gesture , so ...
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... tears , Distilling bitter , bitter drops From sweets of former years- “ A Man within whose gloomy mind Offence had darkly sunk , Who out of fierce Revenge's cup Hath madly , darkly drunk- Grief , Avarice , and Hate shall sleep Within ...
... tears , Distilling bitter , bitter drops From sweets of former years- “ A Man within whose gloomy mind Offence had darkly sunk , Who out of fierce Revenge's cup Hath madly , darkly drunk- Grief , Avarice , and Hate shall sleep Within ...
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... tears are falling while the bell is knelling , With all the dark solemnities which show That Death is in the dwelling ! O very , very dreary is the room Where Love , domestic Love , no longer nestles , But smitten by the common stroke ...
... tears are falling while the bell is knelling , With all the dark solemnities which show That Death is in the dwelling ! O very , very dreary is the room Where Love , domestic Love , no longer nestles , But smitten by the common stroke ...
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... tears must stop , for every drop Hinders needle and thread ! " 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 ...
... tears must stop , for every drop Hinders needle and thread ! " 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 ...
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... tears that hourly fall , Of the many , many troubles of life , That grieve this earthly ball- Disease and Hunger , and Pain , and Want , But now I dreamt of them all ! " For the blind and the cripple were there , 50 THE LADY'S DREAM .
... tears that hourly fall , Of the many , many troubles of life , That grieve this earthly ball- Disease and Hunger , and Pain , and Want , But now I dreamt of them all ! " For the blind and the cripple were there , 50 THE LADY'S DREAM .
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beauty beneath bird blood bloom blue breath bright brow cheeks cloud cold dance dark dead dear death deep double dream earth elves eyes face fair fairy fancy fear flowers gaze gentle gloom gold Gold Sticks Golden Ass Golden Leg GOLDEN LEGEND green grief hair hand hath head heart heaven HERO AND LEANDER hollow horrid human hung leaves light limbs lips living look'd looks Love's LYCUS marble mine-a Miss Kilmansegg moon morn mortal Naiad never night o'er Otto of Roses pale pearls perchance pity poison'd poor raining music rich roll'd rose Rotterdam round Saturn seem'd senseless thing shade shadows shine sighs sing skies sleep smiles solemn song sorrow soul spirit stamp'd sudden fear sweet tears tender thee There's thing THOMAS HOOD thou thought thrush Titania trees turn'd Twas voice wave weep Wherefore Whilst wild wind wings wretched
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Página 41 - One more Unfortunate Weary of breath, Rashly importunate, Gone to her death ! Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care ; Fashion'd so slenderly, Young, and so fair!
Página 42 - Had she a brother ? Or was there a dearer one Still, and a nearer one Yet, than all other ? Alas ! for the rarity Of Christian charity Under the sun ! Oh ! it was pitiful ! Near a whole city full, Home she had none.
Página 47 - Work, work, work! From weary chime to chime ; Work, work, work, As prisoners work for crime : Band and gusset and seam, Seam and gusset and band, Till the heart is sick, and the brain benumbed, As well as the weary hand.
Página 47 - Work — work — work ! In the dull December light, And work — work — work! When the weather is warm and bright — While underneath the eaves The brooding swallows cling, As if to show me their sunny backs And twit me with the Spring.
Página 45 - 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 4 - ... ragged stick, And one with a heavy stone, One hurried gash with a hasty knife, — And then the deed was done : There was nothing lying at my foot But lifeless flesh and bone!
Página 344 - I SAW old Autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like Silence, listening To silence, for no lonely bird would sing Into his hollow ear from woods forlorn, Nor lowly hedge nor solitary thorn ; Shaking his languid locks all dewy bright With tangled gossamer that fell by night, Pearling his coronet of golden corn.
Página 44 - The rough river ran, Over the brink of it ! Picture it — think of it, Dissolute man ! Lave in it, drink of it Then, if you can ! Take her up tenderly. Lift her with care ! Fashioned so slenderly. Young, and so fair ! Ere her limbs, frigidly. Stiffen too rigidly. Decently, kindly, Smooth and compose them ; And...
Página 386 - THERE is a silence where hath been no sound, There is a silence where no sound may be, In the cold grave — under the deep, deep sea, Or in wide desert where no life is found, Which hath been mute, and still must sleep profound ; No voice is hushed — no life treads silently, But clouds and cloudy shadows wander free, That never spoke, over the idle ground : But in green ruins, in the desolate walls Of antique palaces, where Man hath been, Though the dun fox, or wild...
Página 35 - For over all there hung a cloud of fear, A sense of mystery the spirit daunted, And said, as plain as whisper in the ear, The place is Haunted...