PoemsRoberts brothers, 1897 - 300 pages |
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... LORD 109 113 114 115 117 119 120 122 29 124 127 130 140 LATER LIFE . 154 " FOR THINE OWN SAKE , O MY GOD " 182 UNTIL THE DAY BREAK 183 " " " OF HIM THAT WAS READY TO PERISH 185 " BEHOLD THE MAN ! " 187 THE DESCENT FROM THE CROSS 188 ...
... LORD 109 113 114 115 117 119 120 122 29 124 127 130 140 LATER LIFE . 154 " FOR THINE OWN SAKE , O MY GOD " 182 UNTIL THE DAY BREAK 183 " " " OF HIM THAT WAS READY TO PERISH 185 " BEHOLD THE MAN ! " 187 THE DESCENT FROM THE CROSS 188 ...
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... , And special terror weighed upon his frown ; His punier brethren quaked before his tail , Broad as a rafter , potent as a flail . So he grew lord and master of his kin : But who shall tell the tale of all their woes MY DREAM . 41 MY DREAM.
... , And special terror weighed upon his frown ; His punier brethren quaked before his tail , Broad as a rafter , potent as a flail . So he grew lord and master of his kin : But who shall tell the tale of all their woes MY DREAM . 41 MY DREAM.
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... lord was pale with inward strife , And Nell was pale with pride ; My lord gazed long on pale Maude Clare Or ever he kissed the bride . " Lo , I have brought my gift , my lord , Have brought my gift , " she said : " To bless the hearth ...
... lord was pale with inward strife , And Nell was pale with pride ; My lord gazed long on pale Maude Clare Or ever he kissed the bride . " Lo , I have brought my gift , my lord , Have brought my gift , " she said : " To bless the hearth ...
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... hands thereof . " " And what you leave , " said Nell , " I'll take , And what you spurn , I'll wear ; For he ' s my lord for better and worse , And him I love , Maude Clare . " Yea , though you ' re taller by the 50 MAUDE CLARE .
... hands thereof . " " And what you leave , " said Nell , " I'll take , And what you spurn , I'll wear ; For he ' s my lord for better and worse , And him I love , Maude Clare . " Yea , though you ' re taller by the 50 MAUDE CLARE .
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... Lord God calleth , Fall , O Creature , adoring Him : He is jealous , thy God Almighty , Count not dear to thee life or limb . Who calleth ? - Thy Bridegroom calleth , Soar , O Bride , with the Seraphim : He Who loves thee as no man ...
... Lord God calleth , Fall , O Creature , adoring Him : He is jealous , thy God Almighty , Count not dear to thee life or limb . Who calleth ? - Thy Bridegroom calleth , Soar , O Bride , with the Seraphim : He Who loves thee as no man ...
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Popular passages
Page 73 - Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend. But is there for the night a resting-place? A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide it from my face? You cannot miss that inn.
Page 73 - Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend. But is there for the night a resting-place? A roof for when the slow, dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide it from my face?
Page 34 - Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had...
Page 11 - GOBLIN MARKET MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, Lemons and oranges, Plump unpecked cherries, Melons and raspberries, Bloom-down-cheeked peaches, Swart-headed mulberries, Wild free-born cranberries, Crab-apples, dewberries, Pine-apples, blackberries, Apricots, strawberries; — All ripe together In summer weather, — Morns that...
Page 63 - When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet: And if thou wilt, remember, And if thou wilt, forget.
Page 7 - Fresh on their mother twigs, Cherries worth getting; You cannot think what figs My teeth have met in, What melons icy-cold Piled on a dish of gold Too huge for me to hold, What peaches with a velvet nap, Pellucid grapes without one seed: Odorous indeed must be the mead Whereon they grow, and pure the wave they drink With lilies at the brink, And sugar-sweet their sap.
Page 4 - Laura stretched her gleaming neck Like a rush-imbedded swan, Like a lily from the beck, Like a moonlit poplar branch, Like a vessel at the launch When its last restraint is gone. Backwards up the mossy glen Turned and trooped the goblin men, With their shrill repeated cry, 'Come buy, come buy.
Page 19 - Ah fool, to choose such part Of soul-consuming care! Sense failed in the mortal strife: Like the watch-tower of a town Which an earthquake shatters down, Like a lightning-stricken mast, Like a wind-uprooted tree Spun about, Like a foam-topped waterspout Cast down headlong in the sea, 520 She fell at last; Pleasure past and anguish past, Is it death or is it life?
Page 92 - BY day she woos me, soft, exceeding fair : But all night as the moon so changeth she ; Loathsome and foul with hideous leprosy And subtle serpents gliding in her hair.
Page 12 - Death's door: Then Lizzie weighed no more Better and worse; But put a silver penny in her purse, Kissed Laura, crossed the heath with clumps of furze At twilight, halted by the brook: And for the first time in her life Began to listen and look. Laughed every goblin When they spied her peeping: Came towards her hobbling, Flying, running, leaping, Puffing and blowing, Chuckling, clapping, crowing, Clucking and gobbling, Mopping and mowing...