Poems: A blot in the 'scutcheonTicknor, Reed and Fields, 1850 |
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... heart , Its girl's trust , and its woman's constancy , How pure yet passionate , how calm yet kind , How grave yet joyous , how reserved yet free As light where friends are - how embued with lore The world most prizes , yet the simplest ...
... heart , Its girl's trust , and its woman's constancy , How pure yet passionate , how calm yet kind , How grave yet joyous , how reserved yet free As light where friends are - how embued with lore The world most prizes , yet the simplest ...
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... heart Prefers your suit to her as ' t were its own . Can I say more ? Mer . No more - thanks , thanks - no more ! .. We'll waste no breath Tresh . This matter then discussed ... Mer . On aught less precious - I'm beneath the roof That ...
... heart Prefers your suit to her as ' t were its own . Can I say more ? Mer . No more - thanks , thanks - no more ! .. We'll waste no breath Tresh . This matter then discussed ... Mer . On aught less precious - I'm beneath the roof That ...
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... Whose garter slipped down at the famous dance ! [ Goes . Mil . Is she can she be really gone at last ? My heart - I shall not reach the window ! Needs Must I have sinned much , so to suffer ! 18 A BLOT IN THE ' SCUTCHEON .
... Whose garter slipped down at the famous dance ! [ Goes . Mil . Is she can she be really gone at last ? My heart - I shall not reach the window ! Needs Must I have sinned much , so to suffer ! 18 A BLOT IN THE ' SCUTCHEON .
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... heart's the noblest , yes , and her sure faith's the surest : And her eyes are dark and humid , like the depth on depth of lustre Hid i ' the harebell , while her tresses , sunnier than the wild - grape cluster , Gush in golden - tinted ...
... heart's the noblest , yes , and her sure faith's the surest : And her eyes are dark and humid , like the depth on depth of lustre Hid i ' the harebell , while her tresses , sunnier than the wild - grape cluster , Gush in golden - tinted ...
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Robert Browning. My very heart sings , so I sing , beloved ! Mil . Sit , Henry - do not take my hand . Mer . The meeting that appalled us both so much . Is ended . Mil . What begins now ? Mer . Such as the world contains not . Mil ...
Robert Browning. My very heart sings , so I sing , beloved ! Mil . Sit , Henry - do not take my hand . Mer . The meeting that appalled us both so much . Is ended . Mil . What begins now ? Mer . Such as the world contains not . Mil ...
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Page 320 - Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I...
Page 312 - You should have heard the Hamelin people Ringing the bells till they rocked the steeple. 'Go,' cried the Mayor, 'and get long poles! Poke out the nests and block up the holes! Consult with carpenters and builders, And leave in our town not even a trace Of the rats ! ' — when suddenly, up the face Of the Piper perked in the market-place, With a 'First, if you please, my thousand guilders!
Page 319 - So we were left galloping, Joris and I, Past Looz and past Tongres, no cloud in the sky; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle, bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight!
Page 346 - Old Gandolf with his paltry onion-stone, Put me where I may look at him! True peach, Rosy and flawless: how I earned the prize! Draw close: that conflagration of my church — What then? So much was saved if aught were missed!
Page 318 - ... other; we kept the great pace Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
Page 258 - Fra Pandolf" by design, for never read Strangers like you that pictured countenance, The depth and passion of its earnest glance, But to myself they turned (since none puts by The curtain I have drawn for you, but I...
Page 266 - Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself erect By just his horse's mane, a boy: You hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compressed, Scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two.
Page 306 - HAMELIN Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall on the southern side; A pleasanter spot you never spied ; But, when begins my ditty, Almost five hundred years ago, To see the townsfolk suffer so From vermin, was a pity.
Page 310 - Smiling first a little smile, As if he knew what magic slept In his quiet pipe the while; Then, like a musical adept, To blow the pipe his lips he wrinkled, And green and blue his sharp eyes twinkled, Like a...
Page 319 - Aix" — for one heard the quick wheeze Of her chest, saw the stretched neck and staggering knees, And sunk tail, and horrible heave of the flank, As down on her haunches she shuddered and sank.