Childe Roland and Other PoemsE. Stock, 1906 - 239 pages |
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Austrian Avelon beauty Becky better birds rings blessed blow breast breath Bridegroom brothers Campbell Childe Roland cloud cried dare dead dear love deem deep door doth dream earth evermore eyes fair fall father fear flowers France give golden palace grace Grenadier hast thou hath hear heart heaven Heigh-ho Honour hounds bay kiss La Tour d'Auvergne Lady lips live Loch Awe look love's lovers MacGregor Mariners Master answered Mephibosheth moon morn MORRIS GRAY musket never nigh night nought o'er peace poor pray Queen and country rose Saartje Heyns shame shine Sidcup sigh sing sleep smile song SONNET sorrow God soul soul sleeps speak sweet tears tell thee thine things thought Timbuktoo Tour true trust truth turn Twas unto VIII voice vows weary wife Willy wind words youth
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Page 190 - Rizpah the daughter of Aiah took sackcloth, and spread it for her upon the rock, from the beginning of harvest until water dropped upon them out of heaven, and suffered neither the birds of the air to rest on them by day, nor the beasts of the field by night.
Page 239 - This book should be returned to A fine of five cents a day is incurred by^ retaining it beyond the specified Please return promptly.
Page 179 - Folly turn your locks to sober gray ; Love Purity, since love her well you may ; But most of all, love early golden Truth. She is of such divinity that where She leads all other graces still attend, As do the roses the sweet month of June ; But she away, those graces have an end, And perish as the flowers of summer, soon As autumn with his breath makes all things bare.
Page 16 - The cry perhaps of sailors as they lay Anchored in some still bay ? Or was thine ear for such too dull and coarse ; And was some low mute sound of love or hate All thou could'st know ; and this — save for the grate Of thy shell walls upon the shingly beach — Thy all of that vast wave of harmony Which, from the song of nightingale unto The chirp of cricket or the seeming screech Of night-owl, floods this great world like a sea, Making the beautiful for ever new ? VII.
Page 126 - And chose the good, or that which good appears, Were God as we, how soon our course were run ! Who knows life's chart entire, knows best to steer Our erring craft across its fitful sea. Little our progress while the skies are clear ; But when God's storm breaks forth tumultuously, Each fearful gust brings us to land more near, And to that haven where our souls would be. JESSAMINE ORTREY. NEVER a word they two had said, Jessamine Ortrey and Felix Dale — Jessamine Ortrey with lands and gold, And...
Page 150 - He lack the power, as we, To add to all its matchless symmetry, From Ophir, gold, and beams from Lebanon : So to build up the white dome of the soul, A stately palace, an eternal home, For God himself at length made pure and fit, Where with great power the Lord himself will come, And with assembled angels crown the whole With songs and shoutings of ' Grace ! grace to it !
Page 15 - Then the wave tossed thee from them high and dry, And left thee to the wild winds and the sun. Who found thee there, and brought thee here, to fill A poet with such musings, who shall tell ? But though thy long sea sojourn all be run, To fancy's ear a murmur haunts thee still Of the far ocean which thou loved'st so well.
Page 13 - Fretted with rocks, whereon the cruel foam Lay like a mist ? Or was thy sheltered home Some cavern where the salt sea morn and eve Crept in to woo ? And was the shingle still Thy bed of love ? And did the seaweed wrap Thy couch with its green curtains to receive Thee to itself, where thou might'st take thy fill Of blissful ease within old ocean's lap ? -* II.