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第219页 - Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her, And tempted her out of her gloom And conquered her scruples and gloom; And we passed to the end of the vista, But were stopped by the door of a tomb By the door of a legended tomb; And I said - 'What is written, sweet sister, On the door of this legended tomb?
第62页 - PRENTICES TO DEATH, AND HID THEM IN THE COAL-HOLE. For her mind Shaped strictest plans of discipline. Sage schemes ! Such as Lycurgus taught, when at the shrine Of the Orthyan goddess he bade flog The little Spartans ; such as erst chastised Our Milton, when at college.
第285页 - O Keith of Ravelston, The sorrows of thy line ! ' Ravelston, Ravelston, The merry path that leads Down the golden morning hill, And thro' the silver meads; Ravelston, Ravelston, The stile beneath the tree, The maid that kept her mother's kine, The song that sang she ! She sang her song, she kept her kine, She sat beneath the thorn, When Andrew...
第43页 - THE HILL SUMMIT. THIS feast-day of the sun, his altar there In the broad west has blazed for vesper-song; And I have loitered in the vale too long And gaze now a belated worshipper. Yet may I not forget that I was 'ware, So journeying, of his face at intervals TransfIgured where the fringed horizon falls, — A fiery bush with coruscating hair. And now that I have climbed and won this height, I must tread downward through the sloping shade And travel the bewildered tracks till night.
第25页 - But the sea stands spread As one wall with the flat skies, Where the lean black craft like flies Seem well-nigh stagnated, Soon to drop off dead. Seemed it so to us When I was thine and thou wast mine, And all these things were thus, But all our world in us ? Could we be so now ? Not if all beneath heaven's pall Lay dead but I and thou, Could we be so now ! THE WOODSPURGE.
第71页 - Yet may I not forget that I was 'ware, So journeying, of his face at intervals Transfigured where the fringed horizon falls, — A fiery bush with coruscating hair. And now that I have climbed and won this height, I must tread downward through the sloping shade And Travel the bewildered tracks till night. Yet for this hour I still may here be stayed And see the gold air and the...
第48页 - ware, So journeying, of his face at intervals Transfigured where the fringed horizon falls, — A fiery bush with coruscating hair. And now that I have climbed and won this height, I must tread downward through the sloping shade And Travel the bewildered tracks till night. Yet for this hour I still may here be stayed And see the gold air and the silver fade And the last bird fly into the last light.
第195页 - J returned, and said that he had found the Poet Laureate, — and, going into the saloon of the old masters, we saw him there, in company with Mr. Woolner, whose bust of him is now in the Exhibition. Gazing at him with all my eyes, I liked him well, and rejoiced more in him than in all the other wonders of the Exhibition.
第35页 - Below the thunders of the upper deep ; Far, far beneath in the abysmal sea, His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep The Kraken sleepeth : faintest sunlights flee About his shadowy sides : above him swell Huge sponges of millennial growth and height : And far away into the sickly light, From many a wondrous grot and secret cell Unnumber'd and enormous polypi Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green.
第140页 - The Danube to the Severn gave The darken'd heart that beat no more; They laid him by the pleasant shore, And in the hearing of the wave. There twice a day the Severn fills; The salt sea-water passes by, And hushes half the babbling Wye, And makes a silence in the hills.