Soliloquies in SongMacmillan and Company, 1882 - 158 sayfa |
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ALDIS ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH autumn Ave Maria Benedicite boughs breast breath carol Crown 8vo cuckoo Czar darkness dead dear death deep dewy dost doth earth English eyes F. T. PALGRAVE F. W. H. MYERS face faggots fame feet flower foam gainst gaze glory golden Granny grave grief grow hail hand hath hear heart Heaven John Halifax last redoubt laugh Listening lonely look love's MACMILLAN MATTHEW ARNOLD Mehemet Ali MESOLONGI morning neath never night o'er once Poems Poetical prayer primrose ringdove rose round scent seems shore silence sing skies sleep smile snow soft song soul sound Spring star stood strains stream summer sweet swell tears thee there's thine THOMAS WOOLNER thou Twas twilight unto Vaucluse VIII voice vols wane waves wend wind winter wintry youth
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Sayfa 14 - AGATHA SHE wanders in the April woods, That glisten with the fallen shower; She leans her face against the buds, She stops, she stoops, she plucks a flower. She feels the ferment of the hour: She broodeth when the ringdove broods; The sun and flying clouds have power Upon her cheek and changing moods. She cannot think she is alone, As o'er her senses warmly steal Floods of unrest she fears to own. And almost dreads to feel.
Sayfa 106 - And the ridge with their musket-rattle rang, Till the faces that lined the last redoubt Could see their faces and hear their shout. In the redoubt a fair form towered, That cheered up the brave and chid the coward ; Brandishing blade with a gallant air ; His head erect and his bosom bare. "Fly ! they are on us ! " his men implored ; But he waved them on with his waving sword.
Sayfa 92 - VII. And when weary lids would close, And thy head was drooping, Then, like dew that steeps the rose, O'er thy languor stooping, I would, till I woke a sigh, Kiss thy sweet lips silently. VIII. I would give thee all I own, All thou hast would borrow ; I from thee would keep alone Fear and doubt and sorrow. All of tender that is mine, Should most tenderly be thine. IX. Moonlight ! into other skies, I beseech thee wander. Cruel, thus to mock mine eyes, Idle, thus to squander Love's own light on this...
Sayfa 106 - But he waved them on with his waving sword. "It cannot be held; 'tis no shame to go!" But he stood with his face set hard to the foe. Then clung they about him, and tugged, and knelt; He drew a pistol from out his belt, And fired it blank at the first that set Foot on the edge of the parapet Over that first one toppled; but on Clambered the rest till their bayonets shone, As hurriedly fled his men dismayed, Not a bayonet's length from the length of his blade.
Sayfa 104 - The cannons' bolts and the rifles' pelt; For the last redoubt up the hill remained, By the Russ yet held, by the Turk not gained. Mehemet Ali stroked his beard; His lips were clinched and his look was weird; Round him were ranks of his ragged folk, Their faces blackened with blood and smoke. "Clear me the Muscovite out!" he cried; Then the name of "Allah!" echoed wide, And the fezzes were waved and the bayonets lowered, And on to the last redoubt they poured.