The Earthly Paradise: A PoemLongmans, Green, 1890 - Broj stranica: 445 A series of 24 tales in verse, 2 for each month of the year. |
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Stranica 6
... knew the shipman's gear , The rest were uplanders ; midst such of these As knew not of our quest , with promises Went Nicholas dealing florins round about , With still a fresh tale for each new man's doubt , Till all were fairly won or ...
... knew the shipman's gear , The rest were uplanders ; midst such of these As knew not of our quest , with promises Went Nicholas dealing florins round about , With still a fresh tale for each new man's doubt , Till all were fairly won or ...
Stranica 6
... knew . -Would he were living now , to tell to you This story that my feeble lips must tell ! Now he indeed of Vineland knew full well , Both from my tales where truth perchance touched lies , And from the ancient written histories ; But ...
... knew . -Would he were living now , to tell to you This story that my feeble lips must tell ! Now he indeed of Vineland knew full well , Both from my tales where truth perchance touched lies , And from the ancient written histories ; But ...
Stranica 8
... knew not why at all ; And risk the rag to find a happy land ,. But midst my thoughts I heard The king's voice as the high - seat now we neared , And knew his speech , because in French it was , That erewhile I had learnt of Nicholas ...
... knew not why at all ; And risk the rag to find a happy land ,. But midst my thoughts I heard The king's voice as the high - seat now we neared , And knew his speech , because in French it was , That erewhile I had learnt of Nicholas ...
Stranica 10
... knew Some watery desert we must journey through , That had been huge enough to keep all men From gaining that we sought for until then . Yet when I grew downcast , I did not fail To call to mind , how from our land set sail A certain ...
... knew Some watery desert we must journey through , That had been huge enough to keep all men From gaining that we sought for until then . Yet when I grew downcast , I did not fail To call to mind , how from our land set sail A certain ...
Stranica 11
... knew it well , and still he answered me As some great doctor in theology Might his poor scholar , asking him of heaven . But unto me next morn the grace was given To see land first , and when men certainly That blessed sight of all ...
... knew it well , and still he answered me As some great doctor in theology Might his poor scholar , asking him of heaven . But unto me next morn the grace was given To see land first , and when men certainly That blessed sight of all ...
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Acontius Admetus adown Adrastus amid anigh art thou Aslaug aught awhile beast behold Bellerophon bliss Bodli bright brought cast clad cried Danaë dead death deeds deemed door doth drave dreadful dream drew e'en earth enow eyes face fain fair fair lord fear feet fell gazed gods gold golden gone goodwife grew grey Gudrun hall hand happy head heard heart hope hope and fear Jobates Jovinian Kiartan King knew land light lips live look Lycian maid midst misery morn neath nigh night nought o'er once pain passed Pelias perchance Perseus raiment rose round scarce Schoeneus seemed shame smile spake stood strange strive sweet sword tale tell thee therewith thine things thou art thought trembling turned twixt unto voice weary wend wilt wind wise withal wonder words
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Stranica 206 - Minstrels and maids, stand forth on the floor. ' And as we gazed this thing upon, The snow in the street and the wind on the door. Those twain knelt down to the Little One. Minstrels and maids, stand forth on the floor. ' And a marvellous song we straight did hear, The snow in the street and the wind on the door. That slew our sorrow and healed our care.
Stranica 224 - Grey church, long barn, orchard, and red-roofed stead, Wrought in dead days for men a long while dead. Come down, O love ; may not our hands still meet, Since still we live to-day, forgetting June, Forgetting May, deeming October sweet — — O hearken...
Stranica 27 - Now at the noontide nought had happed to slay, Within a vale he called his hounds away Hearkening the echoes of his lone voice cling About the cliffs and through the beech-trees ring. But when they ended, still awhile he stood, And but the sweet familiar thrush could hear, And all the day-long noises of the wood, And o'er the dry leaves of the vanished year His hounds...
Stranica 122 - O June, O June, that we desired so, Wilt thou not make us happy on this day? Across the river thy soft breezes blow Sweet with the scent of beanfields far away. Above our heads rustle the aspens grey. Calm is the sky with harmless clouds beset. No thought of storm the morning vexes yet. See, we have left our hopes and fears behind To give our very hearts up unto thee; What better place than this then could we find By this sweet stream that knows not of the sea, That guesses not the city's misery,...
Stranica 254 - Look out upon the real world, where the moon, Half-way 'twixt root and crown of these high trees, Turns the dead midnight into dreamy noon, Silent and full of wonders, for the breeze Died at the sunset, and no images, No hopes of day, are left in sky or earth — Is it not fair, and of most wondrous worth ? Yea, I have looked, and seen November there ; The changeless seal of change it seemed to be, Fair death of things that, living once, were fair; Bright sign of loneliness too great for me...
Stranica 140 - Ah ! with what joy then shall I see again The sunlight on the green grass and the trees, And hear the clatter of the summer rain, And see the joyous folk beyond the seas. Ah, me ! to hold my child upon my knees, After the weeping of unkindly tears, And all the wrongs of these four hundred years. "Go now, go quick ! leave this grey heap of stone; And from thy glad heart think upon thy way, How I shall love thee — yea, love thee alone, That bringest me from dark death unto day ; For this shall be...
Stranica 32 - The dawn beheld him sunken in his place Upon the floor; and sleeping there he lay, Not heeding aught the little jets of spray The roughened sea brought nigh, across him cast, For as one dead all thought from him had passed. Yet long before the sun had showed his head, Long ere the varied hangings on the wall Had gained once more their blue and green and red, He rose as one some well-known sign doth call When war upon the city's gates doth fall, And scarce like one fresh risen out of sleep, He 'gan...
Stranica 2 - Ploughed his thin cheeks ; his hair was more than grey, And like to one he seemed whose better day Is over to himself, though foolish fame Shouts louder year by year his empty name. Unarmed he was, nor clad upon that morn Much like a king: an ivory hunting-horn Was slung about him, rich with gems and gold, And a great white ger-falcon did he hold Upon his fist ; before his feet there sat A scrivener making notes of this and that As the King bade him, and behind his chair His captains stood in armour...
Stranica 441 - I, Book, before I bid thee speed Upon thy perilous journey to that place For which I have done on thee pilgrim's weed, Striving to get thee all things for thy need I love thee, whatso time or men may say Of the poor singer of an empty day.