The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood, with a Biographical SketchPhillips, 1854 - 490 頁 |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果,共 75 筆
第 6 頁
... dark misgivings of our fate . " And this dull day my melancholy sleep Hath been so thronged with images of woe , That even now I cannot choose but weep To think this was some sad prophetic show Of future horror to befall us so , — Of ...
... dark misgivings of our fate . " And this dull day my melancholy sleep Hath been so thronged with images of woe , That even now I cannot choose but weep To think this was some sad prophetic show Of future horror to befall us so , — Of ...
第 10 頁
... dark trench Oblivion delves , That holds the wastes of every human scheme . O , spare us then , - and these our pretty elves , We soon , alas ! shall perish of ourselves ! " Now as she ended , with a sigh , to name Those old Olympians ...
... dark trench Oblivion delves , That holds the wastes of every human scheme . O , spare us then , - and these our pretty elves , We soon , alas ! shall perish of ourselves ! " Now as she ended , with a sigh , to name Those old Olympians ...
第 12 頁
... dark That tuneful elegy of Tereus ' wrong ; But I have heard that ancient strain too long , For sweet is sweet but ... darkness roll Over hushed cities , and the midnight chime Sounds from their hundred clocks , and deep bells toll Like ...
... dark That tuneful elegy of Tereus ' wrong ; But I have heard that ancient strain too long , For sweet is sweet but ... darkness roll Over hushed cities , and the midnight chime Sounds from their hundred clocks , and deep bells toll Like ...
第 23 頁
... dark cloud he met , And straight was tangled in her secret net . " Therefore , as still he watched the water's flow , Daintily we transformed , and with bright fins Came glancing through the gloom ; some from below Rose like dim fancies ...
... dark cloud he met , And straight was tangled in her secret net . " Therefore , as still he watched the water's flow , Daintily we transformed , and with bright fins Came glancing through the gloom ; some from below Rose like dim fancies ...
第 35 頁
... dark woods conceal , Staining some dead lake with their verdant dyes : And when the West sparkled at Phoebus ' wheel , With fairy euphrasy they purged mine eyes , To let me see their cities in the skies . " ' T was they first schooled ...
... dark woods conceal , Staining some dead lake with their verdant dyes : And when the West sparkled at Phoebus ' wheel , With fairy euphrasy they purged mine eyes , To let me see their cities in the skies . " ' T was they first schooled ...
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beauty bird blood bloom blue breath bright brow Charles Lamb cheeks cloud cold crooked dame dance dark dead deaf dear death dream earth elves Eugene Aram eyes face fair fairy fancy fear flowers gaze gentle gloom gold Gold Sticks Golden Leg green grief hair hand hath head heard heart heaven HERO AND LEANDER horrid human hung kiss leaves light limbs lips living look Love's lullaby Lycus Meanwhile Miss Kilmansegg moon morn Nelly Gray never night Number o'er once Otto of Roses pale perchance pity poor raining music rich rose Rotterdam round Sally Brown Saturn seemed shade shadows shine sighs sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spirit sweet tears tender thee There's thing Thomas Hood thou thought thrush tree trumpet turned vext voice wave weep Wherefore Whilst wild wind wings young zounds
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第 xxvii 頁 - We watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. ' So silently we seemed to speak, So slowly moved about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. ' Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied — We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died. ' For when the morn came dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed — she had Another morn than ours.
第 143 頁 - Look at her garments Clinging like cerements; Whilst the wave constantly Drips from her clothing; Take her up instantly, Loving, not loathing,— Touch her not scornfully; Think of her mournfully, Gently and humanly; ' Not of the stains of her— All that remains of her Now, is pure womanly.
第 149 頁 - 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
第 146 頁 - Out of the world ! In she plunged boldly, No matter how coldly 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 ; Fashion'd so slenderly, Young, and so fair ! Ere her limbs frigidly Stiffen too rigidly Decently, — kindly, — Smooth and compose them...
第 149 頁 - Oh! but to breathe the breath Of the cowslip and primrose sweet. With the sky above my head. And the grass beneath my feet ; For only one short hour To feel as I used to...
第 106 頁 - The Usher took six hasty strides, As smit with sudden pain, Six hasty strides beyond the place, Then slowly back again; And down he sat beside the lad, And talked with him of Cain; And, long since then, of bloody men, Whose deeds tradition saves; Of lonely folk cut off unseen, And hid in sudden graves; Of horrid stabs, in groves forlorn, And murders done in caves...
第 178 頁 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn : He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away...
第 164 頁 - I saw thee, lovely Ines, Descend along the shore, With bands of noble gentlemen, And banners waved before; And gentle youth and maidens gay, And snowy plumes they wore; It would have been a beauteous dream, If it had been no more!
第 170 頁 - 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.
第 392 頁 - Nelly Gray! Is this your love so warm? The love that loves a scarlet coat Should be more uniform.