The Poetical Works of Christina G. Rossetti, Volume 1Little, Brown,, 1902 |
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Page 41
... , 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.
... , 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.
Page 49
... 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 ...
Page 50
... 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 .
Page 69
... 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 ...
Page 88
... Lord Jesus , cover up mine eyes Lest they should look on vanities . " " Thou shalt have Knowledge . " “ " Helpless dust , In Thee , O Lord , I put my trust : Answer Thou for me , Wise and Just . " " And Might . " " Get thee behind me 88 ...
... Lord Jesus , cover up mine eyes Lest they should look on vanities . " " Thou shalt have Knowledge . " “ " Helpless dust , In Thee , O Lord , I put my trust : Answer Thou for me , Wise and Just . " " And Might . " " Get thee behind me 88 ...
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Page 77 - 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 77 - 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 38 - 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 51 - O dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter sweet, Whose wakening should have been in Paradise, Where souls brim-full of love abide and meet; Where thirsting longing eyes Watch the slow door That opening, letting in, lets out no more. Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live My very life again...
Page 67 - 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 14 - 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...
Page 137 - Too late for love, too late for joy, Too late, too late ! You loitered on the road too long, You trifled at the gate : The enchanted dove upon her branch Died without a mate ; The enchanted princess in her tower Slept, died, behind the grate ; Her heart was starving all this while You made it wait.
Page 96 - But through the night, a beast she grins at me, A very monster void of love and prayer. By day she stands a lie : by night she stands, In all the naked horror of the truth, With pushing horns and clawed and clutching hands. Is this...
Page 5 - One had a cat's face, One whisked a tail, One tramped at a rat's pace, One crawled like a snail, One like a wombat prowled obtuse and furry, One like a ratel tumbled hurry-scurry.
Page 25 - Through sleep, as through a veil, She sees the sky look pale, And hears the nightingale That sadly sings. Rest, rest, a perfect rest Shed over brow and breast; Her face is toward the west, The purple land. She cannot see the grain Ripening on hill and plain; She cannot feel the rain Upon her hand. Rest, rest...