Dramatis PersonœTicknor and Fields, 1864 - 262 pages |
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... hand opened wide to the world Where there lingers No glint of the gold , Summer sent for her sake : How the vines writhe in rows , each impaled on its stake ! My heart shrivels up , and my spirit shrinks curled . 3 . Yet here are we two ...
... hand opened wide to the world Where there lingers No glint of the gold , Summer sent for her sake : How the vines writhe in rows , each impaled on its stake ! My heart shrivels up , and my spirit shrinks curled . 3 . Yet here are we two ...
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... hand . " 7 . All this , and more , comes from some young man's pride Of power to see , — in failure and mistake , - Relinquishment , disgrace , on every side , - Merely examples for his sake , Helps to his path untried : 8 . Instances ...
... hand . " 7 . All this , and more , comes from some young man's pride Of power to see , — in failure and mistake , - Relinquishment , disgrace , on every side , - Merely examples for his sake , Helps to his path untried : 8 . Instances ...
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... hands ' palms one fair , good , wise thing For himself , death's wave ; Just as he grasped it ! While time first washes — ah , the sting ! O'er all he'd sink to save . - VII . AMONG THE ROCKS . 1 . Он , 30 JAMES LEE .
... hands ' palms one fair , good , wise thing For himself , death's wave ; Just as he grasped it ! While time first washes — ah , the sting ! O'er all he'd sink to save . - VII . AMONG THE ROCKS . 1 . Он , 30 JAMES LEE .
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... Hand to another Hand " : Whoever said that foolish thing , Could not have studied to understand The counsels of God in fashioning , Out of the infinite love of His heart , This Hand , whose beauty I praise , apart From the world of ...
... Hand to another Hand " : Whoever said that foolish thing , Could not have studied to understand The counsels of God in fashioning , Out of the infinite love of His heart , This Hand , whose beauty I praise , apart From the world of ...
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... fast the grace that somehow slips Still from one's soulless finger - tips . 2 . Go , little girl , with the poor coarse hand ! I have my lesson , shall understand . 0 IX . ON DECK . 1 . THERE is nothing JAMES LEE . 83833.
... fast the grace that somehow slips Still from one's soulless finger - tips . 2 . Go , little girl , with the poor coarse hand ! I have my lesson , shall understand . 0 IX . ON DECK . 1 . THERE is nothing JAMES LEE . 83833.
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ABT VOGLER awhile Bactrian beast believe brain breath brute CALIBAN UPON SETEBOS Cerinthus cheat cheek Christ clay dead death Don't fear doubt earth eyes face fact fancy fear feel fingers fire flesh fool gain ghost give gold grow hair hand HARVARD COLLEGE hate hath head hear heard heart Heaven hopes and fears Judge kiss laugh life's lips live look Louis-d'or man's mind mouth NATURAL THEOLOGY naught never nosegay o'er once pain play Pornic praise prove raps ROBERT BROWNING round Saint Paul sainted Setebos sigh Sludge smile soul speak spirit stars stop strange day suppose sure tell thee There's things thou thought to-day touch tricks truth turn twixt Valens watch what's whole wonder word worth Xanthus youth
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Page 162 - And bade me creep past. No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements...
Page 84 - There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is naught, is silence implying sound; What was good, shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round.
Page 83 - But here is the finger of God, a flash of the will that can, . Existent behind all laws, that made them and, lo, they are? And I know not if, save in this, such gift be allowed to man, That out of three sounds he frame, not a fourth sound, but a star.
Page 97 - Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies that broke through language and escaped; All I could never be, All, men ignored in me, This, I was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped.
Page 96 - Not on the vulgar mass Called " work," must sentence pass, Things done, that took the eye and had the price; O'er which, from level stand, The low world laid its hand, Found straightway to its mind, could value in a trice...
Page 89 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Page 85 - Sorrow is hard to bear, and doubt is slow to clear, Each sufferer says his say, his scheme of the weal and woe: But God has a few of us whom he whispers in the ear; The rest may reason and welcome; 'tis we musicians know.
Page 91 - Then, welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand, but go! Be our joys three parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
Page 91 - For thence— a paradox Which comforts while it mocks— Shall life succeed in that it seems to fail: What I aspired to be, And was not, comforts me; A brute I might have been, but would not sink i
Page 93 - Spite of this flesh to-day I strove, made head, gained ground upon the whole!" As the bird wings and sings, Let us cry, "All good things Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul!