Selected PoemsC. Scribner's sons, 1897 - 249 pagine |
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beams beat beauty bed for Attila behold beneath bird blood are pure blush brain breast breath Callistes CHARTIST cloud crave crown Danube dark day is never Death DEMETER divine dream earth enchanted woods Enna eyes fair FAIR LADIES fierce angel finger fire flame flowers GEORGE MEREDITH grass grave green grey hand hear heard heart heaven Iambe Ildico knew lady laughed leap light look Lord Dusiote lyre Melampus mind morn music And song never darkened nigh night o'er pipe Red of heat robe rose round sang seems shade shadow sight sing smile song and blood soul sound spirit Spring star stood stream sweet swift thee here obscure things thou throat thrush track tree Twas vale voice wave Westermain whirl White of heat whitebeam wild wild thing wind wine wing wonder woods young youth
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Pagina 189 - They wandered once; clear as the dew on flowers: But they fed not on the advancing hours: Their hearts held cravings for the buried day. Then each applied to each that fatal knife, Deep questioning, which probes to endless dole. Ah, what a dusty answer gets the soul When hot for certainties in this our life...
Pagina 51 - Lovely are the curves of the white owl sweeping Wavy in the dusk lit by one large star. Lone on the fir-branch, his rattle-note unvaried, Brooding o'er the gloom, spins the brown eve-jar. Darker grows the valley, more and more forgetting: So were it with me if forgetting could be willed. Tell the grassy hollow that holds the bubbling wellspring Tell it to forget the source that keeps it filled.
Pagina 177 - ON a starred night Prince Lucifer uprose. Tired of his dark dominion swung the fiend Above the rolling ball in cloud part screened, Where sinners hugged their spectre of repose.
Pagina 189 - Thus piteously Love closed what he begat : The union of this ever-diverse pair ! These two were rapid falcons in a snare, Condemned to do the flitting of the bat. Lovers beneath the singing sky of May, They wandered once ; clear as the dew on flowers : But they fed not on the advancing hours : Their hearts held cravings for the buried day.
Pagina 6 - Tis love of earth that he instils, And ever winging up and up, Our valley is his golden cup, And he the wine which overflows...
Pagina 59 - Hither she comes; she comes to me; she lingers, Deepens her brown eyebrows, while in new surprise High rise the lashes in wonder of a stranger; Yet am I the light and living of her eyes.
Pagina 188 - We saw the swallows gathering in the sky, And in the osier-isle we heard them noise. We had not to look back on summer joys, Or forward to a summer of bright dye: But in the largeness of the evening earth Our spirits grew as we went side by side. The hour became her husband and my bride. Love that had robbed us so, thus blessed our dearth ! The pilgrims of the year waxed...
Pagina 58 - O the girdle slack about the waist! Slain are the poppies that shot their random scarlet Quick amid the wheatears: wound about the waist, Gathered, see these brides of Earth one blush of ripeness! O the nutbrown tresses nodding interlaced!
Pagina 43 - For love we Earth, then serve we all ; Her mystic secret then is ours : We fall, or view our treasures fall, Unclouded, as beholds her flowers Earth, from a night of frosty wreck, Enrobed in morning's mounted fire, When lowly, with a broken neck, The crocus lays her cheek to mire.
Pagina 91 - Melampus dwelt among men: physician and sage, He served them, loving them, healing them; sick or maimed, Or them that frenzied in some delirious rage Outran the measure, his juice of the woods reclaimed. He played on men, as his master, Phoebus, on strings Melodious: as the God did he drive and check, Through love exceeding a simple love of the things That glide in grasses and rubble of woody wreck.