First (Second) poetry book, selected and arranged by C. Geikie, Volumen2John Cunningham Geikie 1878 |
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... Star , and then for Satan , as once like that star in glory . Some little memory of me will stir him- I know 42 SECOND POETRY BOOK .
... Star , and then for Satan , as once like that star in glory . Some little memory of me will stir him- I know 42 SECOND POETRY BOOK .
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... star . 3 Cynthia , another name for the moon ; from Mount Cynthus , in the island of Delos , the fabled 1 sere , birth - place of Artemis , or Diana , the moon goddess . 4 Diana is pictured as chasing the hart . withered . - 23 - ADVICE ...
... star . 3 Cynthia , another name for the moon ; from Mount Cynthus , in the island of Delos , the fabled 1 sere , birth - place of Artemis , or Diana , the moon goddess . 4 Diana is pictured as chasing the hart . withered . - 23 - ADVICE ...
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... star - like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay , So , his flames1 must melt away . But a smooth and steadfast mind , Gentle thoughts , and calm desires , Hearts with equal love combined , Kindle ...
... star - like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay , So , his flames1 must melt away . But a smooth and steadfast mind , Gentle thoughts , and calm desires , Hearts with equal love combined , Kindle ...
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... stars , with deep amaze , Stand fix'd in steadfast gaze , Bending one way their precious influence ; And will not ... star . But in their glimmering orbs did glow , Until their SECOND POETRY BOOK . 69.
... stars , with deep amaze , Stand fix'd in steadfast gaze , Bending one way their precious influence ; And will not ... star . But in their glimmering orbs did glow , Until their SECOND POETRY BOOK . 69.
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... Stars , -fixed in their orb that flies ; 3 Ye , do so in heaven ; on earth , let all creatures , & c . 4 The planet Venus . The words that follow refer to its being some- times called Phosphorus , or the Morning Star : sometimes Hes ...
... Stars , -fixed in their orb that flies ; 3 Ye , do so in heaven ; on earth , let all creatures , & c . 4 The planet Venus . The words that follow refer to its being some- times called Phosphorus , or the Morning Star : sometimes Hes ...
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angel bare bodkin battle battle of Agincourt Ben Jonson beneath birds bliss born brave breast breath bright Brutus Cæsar clouds Cromwell dance dark dead dear death delight Died doth e'en earth Edward III England English eyes fabled fair fall fame farewell father fire flocks flowers fought gaze GEOFFREY CHAUCER glory grace green hath head heart Heaven helmet of Navarre Henry Henry of Navarre hill honour ivy green King land light lilies live London look Lord Love good-morrow Marmion mind moon morning ne'er Nervii never night noble o'er Paradise Lost play poems poet praise pride quarternion rich rise rose round shade shepherd shine sing skies sleep smile song soul sound spirit stars sweet tears thee thine thought Timotheus Tis green to-day Twas Verse village voice wave wind wings
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Página 111 - E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate ; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn, Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Página 182 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Página 91 - Hark! they whisper; angels say, Sister spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? The world recedes; it disappears!
Página 181 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage-bell; But hush! hark! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell!
Página 198 - Work - work work Till the brain begins to swim! Work - work - work Till the eyes are heavy and dim! Seam , and gusset , and band , Band , and gusset , and seam , Till over the buttons I fall asleep, And sew them on in a dream! "O men with sisters dear! O men with mothers and wives! It is not linen you're wearing out , But human creatures
Página 36 - tis his will ; Let but the commons hear this testament (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read), And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Página 34 - Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do, lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus Hath told you Caesar was ambitious. If it were so, it was a grievous fault; And grievously hath Caesar answered it.
Página 122 - Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile ! — it answers — Yes. I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu I But was it such ? — It was.— Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown.
Página 80 - Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise. Ye mists and exhalations, that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky, or gray, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honour to the world's great Author rise...
Página 156 - Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass: methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone.