Marah

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Longmans, Green, and Company, 1892 - 202 pages
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Page iv - ... privately printed copies, to submit to the judgment of friends. These did not arrive till the day after his death. While each of the poems is complete in itself, they are so arranged as to form a connected whole, and are meant to be read consecutively. Lord Lytton's intention was to represent progressive stages of feeling, and, in accordance with this design, he divided the book into four parts, each with its corresponding motto prefixed. There was a poem originally included in the first part...
Page 81 - ... and of all sorts of proprietary articles landed well home in their gastric target of a whole life lost, indeed, in commercial self-seeking, with "What shall I render unto the Lord for all his benefits?" " The Now is an atom of Sand, And the Near is a perishing Clod, But Afar is a fairyland, And Beyond is the Bosom of God.
Page 9 - IF . . . ? SO you but love me, be it your own way, In your own time, no sooner than you will, No warmer than you would from day to day, But love me still ! Each day that still you love me seems to me A little fairer than the day before ; For, daily given, love's least must daily be A little more. And be my most gain'd your least given, if such Your sweet will be ! I reckon not the cost, Nor count the gain, by little or by much, Or least or most.
Page ix - Vagrants from bondage tied, a weary band, Whose weariness each day made wearier ; And waterless was all the desert sand, No wells at hand ! A place at last they reach'd, in sore distress, Where water flow'd but from a bitter spring. Then cried they, " Here we die of thirst, unless God turn this bitter sweet ! " And, murmuring, They call'd it Marah.
Page 79 - ... women, at any rate — in middle life. He taught me how all ages have their advantages, and gave me courage to go on learning, even to the end. He always seemed able to see the line of the other shore with a brightness not granted to me : My songs flit away on the wing : They are fledged with a smile or a sigh : And away with the songs that I sing Flit my joys, and my sorrows, and I. For time, as it is, cannot stay : Nor again, as it was, can it be : Disappearing and passing away Are the world,...
Page 55 - ... kisses rubies good, And the proper use of precious stones thy little one knows well.' 4 So I took my pearls and rubies to the little one I love, She that loves me not. And, when her pretty eyes beheld them, wild Beat her little heart with eagerness its pride in them to prove, And she kissed and kissed me, weeping tears of pleasure like a child. 5 Still she wears them, still she shows them to her lovers with delight, And her little heart would break, I think, if one of them were lost; For the...
Page 53 - PBABLS 1 All I had to give, I gave her. First my kisses, then my tears. But the little one would have them not. ' What use are they ? ' she said. Sad I went away, and dwelt among the tombs where days are years, With the witch that gathers herbs there, and her children who are dead. 2 They and I became companions ; and their dusty shrouds were wet With my flowing tears, and warm beneath my kiss their white lips burned, Till the witch, whose grave-yard gatherings rare miracles beget, Wrought my kisses...
Page 77 - ... took my gifts and turn'd them into pain. Each gift she made a bitter curse to be, Then, marred, she gave them back to me again. And this is all she ever gave to me. MARAH'S DOWER. Two Muses Marah's dower supply, And each a gift bestows, For all her looks are Poetry, And all her feelings Prose. LIFE. WHAT is life ? The incessant desiring Of a joy that is never acquired; And, instead of that joy, the acquiring Of enjoyments that are not desired. PERVERSITY. RESTLESS, unthankful, in a heaven all...
Page 54 - ... their white lips burned, Till the witch, whose grave-yard gatherings rare miracles beget, Wrought my kisses into rubies, and my tears to pearls she turned. 3 But she drained into each ruby's heart from mine a drop of blood, And a purity my spirit lost with every pearl that fell. Then she laughed, ' Good pearls thy tears are now, thy kisses rubies good, And the proper use of precious stones thy little one knows well.' 4 So I took my pearls and rubies to the little one I love, She that loves me...
Page 128 - New horrors to adorn thy sahle hall ! 3 For the drear drama the drear stage prepare, Deck it with deluge, garland it with storm, Assemble all the Powers of Darkness there, And what I suffer let them then perform ! 4 Not long will they their fleeting parts sustain In the fixt misery I endure alone. To-morrow's sun will scatter to-night's rain ; When comes the dawn the darkness will be gone. 5 To-morrow will the storm have spent its force ; But mine will be to-morrow, and to-morrow The same unutterable...

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