Collected PoemsMacmillan, 1921 - 591 Seiten |
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Agravaine alive Archibald Arthur Bedivere believe Brittany Broceliande Camelot child cold coming crown Dagonet dark dead death devil doubt dream earth EUTYCHIDES eyes face faded faith fancy Fate fear fire fool forget Forgive frown Gaheris Gawaine gazed ghost glad gleam glory God's gold gone grave Guinevere half hand hate hear heard hell Isaac Joyous Gard Killigrew King King Arthur knew Lamorak Lancelot laugh leave light Linndale listen live look Mark Of Cornwall Merlin Modred never night Norcross Old King Cole once pity poor Queen Rembrandt remember Rome ruin seen shadow shining sight silence sing Sir Dagonet Sir Lucan sleep smile song soon soul stars sure tears tell there's thing thought Tilbury Town to-day told tonight Town truth Vivian waited wisdom woman wonder words
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Seite 33 - The pounding wave reverberates The dirge of her illusion; And home, where passion lived and died, Becomes a place where she can hide, While all the town and harbor side Vibrate with her seclusion. We tell you, tapping on our brows, The story as it should be, — As if the story of a house Were told, or ever could be...
Seite 348 - Miniver mourned the ripe renown That made so many a name so fragrant; He mourned Romance, now on the town, And Art, a vagrant. Miniver loved the Medici, Albeit he had never seen one; He would have sinned incessantly Could he have been one. Miniver cursed the commonplace And eyed a khaki suit with loathing; He missed the mediaeval grace Of iron clothing. Miniver scorned the gold he sought, But sore annoyed was he without it; Miniver thought, and thought, and thought, And thought about it. Miniver...
Seite 574 - The bird is on the wing, the poet says, And you and I have said it here before. Drink to the bird." He raised up to the light The jug that he had gone so far to fill, And answered huskily: "Well, Mr. Flood, 15 Since you propose it, I believe I will.
Seite 574 - Since you propose it, I believe I will." Alone, as if enduring to the end A valiant armor of scarred hopes outworn, He stood there in the middle of the road Like Roland's ghost winding a silent horn.
Seite 60 - Between me and the sunset, like a dome Against the glory of a world on fire, Now burned a sudden hill, Bleak, round, and high, by flame-lit height made higher, With nothing on it for the flame to kill Save one who moved and was alone up there To loom before the chaos and the glare As if he were the last god going home Unto his last desire.
Seite 574 - With trembling care, knowing that most things break; And only when assured that on firm earth It stood, as the uncertain lives of men Assuredly did not, he paced away, And with his hand extended paused again: 'Well, Mr Flood, we have not met like this In a long time; and many a change has come To both of us, I fear, since last it was We had a drop together. Welcome home!
Seite 6 - How much it was of him we met We cannot ever know; nor yet Shall all he gave us quite atone For what was his, and his alone; Nor need we now, since he knew best, Nourish an ethical unrest: Rarely at once will nature give The power to be Flammonde and live.
Seite 75 - In eastern skies. Out of a grave I come to tell you this, Out of a grave I come to quench the kiss That flames upon your forehead with a glow That blinds you to the way that you must go.
Seite 461 - ... the past. What else there was would only seem To say again what he had meant; And what was hanging from a beam Would not have heeded where she went. And if she thought it followed her, She may have reasoned in the dark That one way of the few there were Would hide her and would leave no mark : Black water, smooth above the weir Like starry velvet in the night, Though ruffled once, would soon appear The same as ever to the sight.
Seite 90 - THE CLERKS I did not think that I should find them there When I came back again; but there they stood, As in the days they dreamed of when young blood Was in their cheeks and women called them fair. Be sure they met me with an ancient air, — And yes, there was a shop-worn brotherhood About them; but the men were just as good, And just as human as they ever were.