Original double acrostics [signed A.B.].1866 |
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ACROSTICS alike ancient Assyria beast beauty bird Black Sea blood blossoms boast brave bright charm chivalry claim creature dangerous dare dark dear deeds doomed dread drear English hearts fair Fair lady fame famous Fcap fear flower fragrant France friends GEORGE ROUTLEDGE gifted glorious glory grace hand heart holy honoured Icelandic JOHN GILBERT king labour lady lake land live luxury Madagascar maid mighty mind mountain Naples never night Nineveh noble northern isle numbers o'er once palmy days peace pleasant poets pray pride prize proud queen race rank reckoned renown rich river Russia sacred Saxon scene seek shun song sought spread spring strife sway sweet tale thee things thou tomb tongue town tribes Victim of Love wave wild word wretch young youth
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第 83 頁 - This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve By his loved mansionry that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle : Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed The air is delicate.
第 148 頁 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends ; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike.
第 40 頁 - Thou art the garden of the world, the home Of all Art yields, and Nature can decree ; Even in thy desert, what is like to thee ? Thy very weeds are beautiful, thy waste More rich than other climes' fertility : Thy wreck a glory, and thy ruin graced With an immaculate charm which cannot be defaced.
第 106 頁 - Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses!
第 148 頁 - Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.
第 80 頁 - Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
第 122 頁 - Whereto with speedy words the arch-fiend replied. ' Fall'n cherub, to be weak is miserable Doing or suffering ; but of this be sure, To do aught good never will be our task, But ever to do ill our sole delight, As being the contrary to his high will Whom we resist.
第 24 頁 - I see the peril — yet do not recede ; And my brain reels — and yet my foot is firm : There is a power upon me which withholds And makes it my fatality to live ; If it be life to wear within myself This barrenness of spirit, and to be My own soul's sepulchre, for I have ceased To justify my deeds unto myself — The last infirmity of evil.
第 152 頁 - Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, Thou dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot: Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remembered not.
第 149 頁 - That frights the maidens of the villagery ; Skim milk, and sometimes labour in the quern. And bootless make the breathless housewife churn; And sometime make the drink to bear no barm : Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their harm?