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... wood , " to rhyme with " childhood , " has done duty in so many modern ballad verses , that it would be as well to avoid it in future : a hackneyed rhyme like this is almost as objectionable using a hackneyed idea . The greatest care ...
... wood , " to rhyme with " childhood , " has done duty in so many modern ballad verses , that it would be as well to avoid it in future : a hackneyed rhyme like this is almost as objectionable using a hackneyed idea . The greatest care ...
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... wood . — ROGERS . 13. - ANOTHER ( in couplets ) . That setting sun ! that setting sun ! What scenes , since first his race begun , Of varied hue its eye hath seen , Which are as they had never been . - ANON . 14. - STANZA OF FOUR LINES ...
... wood . — ROGERS . 13. - ANOTHER ( in couplets ) . That setting sun ! that setting sun ! What scenes , since first his race begun , Of varied hue its eye hath seen , Which are as they had never been . - ANON . 14. - STANZA OF FOUR LINES ...
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... Woods and groves are of thy dressing , Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing . Thus we salute thee with our earnest song , And welcome thee , and wish thee long . - MILTON . 57. - STANZA OF ELEVEN LINES , 10-8 . ( Suspended , couplets ...
... Woods and groves are of thy dressing , Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing . Thus we salute thee with our earnest song , And welcome thee , and wish thee long . - MILTON . 57. - STANZA OF ELEVEN LINES , 10-8 . ( Suspended , couplets ...
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... wood to - morrow , And days and nights brought happiness , Without one care or sorrow . The penultima of the last line disagrees with its fellow , and this infringes one of the canons of poetry . A few more lines , with their ...
... wood to - morrow , And days and nights brought happiness , Without one care or sorrow . The penultima of the last line disagrees with its fellow , and this infringes one of the canons of poetry . A few more lines , with their ...
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... worn 99 worn away by the sea . Willow - veiled 99 Wind - scattered Wild - eyed 93 19 Wood - note 99 hidden by willows ; a stream . scattered by the wind . with quick , glancing eyes . the song of a bird . 76 A HANDBOOK OF POETRY .
... worn 99 worn away by the sea . Willow - veiled 99 Wind - scattered Wild - eyed 93 19 Wood - note 99 hidden by willows ; a stream . scattered by the wind . with quick , glancing eyes . the song of a bird . 76 A HANDBOOK OF POETRY .
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Page 39 - I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when, with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
Page 132 - Above me are the Alps, The palaces of Nature, whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds their snowy scalps, And throned Eternity in icy halls Of cold sublimity, where forms and falls The avalanche — the thunderbolt of snow ! All that expands the spirit, yet appals, Gather around these summits, as to show How Earth may pierce to Heaven, yet leave vain man below, LXIII.
Page 172 - And this is in the night: — Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee!
Page 105 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy ; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Page 126 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing.
Page 21 - There was a sound of revelry by night. And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty and her chivalry ; and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men : A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again ; And all went merry as a marriage-bell, But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell.
Page 39 - Camoens soothed an exile's grief; The Sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow : a glow-worm lamp, It cheered mild Spenser, called from Faeryland To struggle through dark ways ; and, when a damp Fell round the path of Milton, in his hand The Thing became a trumpet ; whence he blew Soul-animating strains — alas, too few...
Page 33 - It was my guide, my light, my all, It bade my dark forebodings cease; And through the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. Now safely moored, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever and for evermore, The Star, the Star of Bethlehem.
Page 187 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay. I saw her upon nearer view, A Spirit, yet a Woman too! Her household motions light and free, And steps of...
Page 106 - I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows ; Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...