Little Classics: Poems, narrativeRossiter Johnson J.R. Osgood, 1875 |
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Agnes ALFRED TENNYSON Astur beneath Bingen bird blast blest blood blue bowers brave breast breath bright brow charms cloud Clusium Connocht cried crimson Cutty-sark dark dead dear deep door dream earth elfin Excalibur eyes fair fairy fast fear fell fled flew flowers gleam golden grew hand hast hath heard heart heaven Horatius hung King King Arthur land land of mist Lars Porsena light lips looked loud moon mystery the spirit Naught never Nevermore night O'Connor's o'er Ocnus pale Peri place is haunted plain as whisper Porphyro Quoth Quoth the raven Rhine rose round sails Sensitive Plant shadow shone sigh silent Sir Bedivere sleep smile soul sound spake spirit daunted star stood sweet TAM O'SHANTER tears thee thine thing THOMAS BABINGTON MACAULAY thou voice wall water-sprites wave Wedding-Guest wild wind wings witch-hazel
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Halaman 11 - The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool. The playful children just let loose from school, The watch-dog's voice that bayed the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind.
Halaman 41 - The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn! And on the bay the moonlight lay, And the shadow of the Moon. The rock shone bright, the kirk no less, That stands above the rock: The moonlight steeped in silentness The steady weathercock. And the bay was white with silent light, Till rising from the same, Full many shapes, that shadows were, In crimson colours came.
Halaman 28 - There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.
Halaman 148 - Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, 'Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, ' art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore ! ' Quoth the Raven,
Halaman 36 - Around, around, flew each sweet sound, Then darted to the Sun ; Slowly the sounds came back again, Now mixed, now one by one. Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing; Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning...
Halaman 7 - Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please...
Halaman 146 - And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me— filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, "* Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door, Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: This it is and nothing more.
Halaman 13 - Yet he was kind — or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault.
Halaman 43 - ... loudly his sweet voice he rears! He loves to talk with marineres That come from a far countree. "He kneels at morn, and noon, and eve — He hath a cushion plump: It is the moss that wholly hides The rotted old oak-stump. "The skiff-boat neared: I heard them talk, 'Why, this is strange, I trow! Where are those lights so many and fair, That signal made but now?'
Halaman 228 - quoth false Sextus ; "Will not the villain drown? But for this stay, ere close of day We should have sacked the town ! " "Heaven help him ! " quoth Lars Porsena, "And bring him safe to shore ; For such a gallant feat of arms Was never seen before.