Under Green LeavesG. Routledge, 1857 - 248 pages |
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... ! XI . " Great Cæsar sits alone , Weary and full of care : How shall his armies strive , How shall his people thrive In the battles that prepare , 11 Whose murmur comes from a distant land To the 10 UNDER GREEN LEAVES .
... ! XI . " Great Cæsar sits alone , Weary and full of care : How shall his armies strive , How shall his people thrive In the battles that prepare , 11 Whose murmur comes from a distant land To the 10 UNDER GREEN LEAVES .
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Charles Mackay. 11 Whose murmur comes from a distant land To the under - tides of the air ? And shall he fall or stand , And are his servants true ? And are his enemies too strong For his right hand to subdue ? Weary and rack'd with ...
Charles Mackay. 11 Whose murmur comes from a distant land To the under - tides of the air ? And shall he fall or stand , And are his servants true ? And are his enemies too strong For his right hand to subdue ? Weary and rack'd with ...
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... land . I touch'd , I kiss'd thy trembling strings , And lo ! my common air Throbb'd with emotion caught from thee , And turn'd to music rare . II . I dream'd thou wert a Rose in bloom 62 UNDER GREEN LEAVES . DOWN UPON THE GREEN EARTH ...
... land . I touch'd , I kiss'd thy trembling strings , And lo ! my common air Throbb'd with emotion caught from thee , And turn'd to music rare . II . I dream'd thou wert a Rose in bloom 62 UNDER GREEN LEAVES . DOWN UPON THE GREEN EARTH ...
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... land ; The hour has come when he must die : Down upon the green earth let him lie ! II . No more beneath his spreading boughs Shall lovers breathe their tender vows ; No more with early fondness mark Their names upon his crinkled bark ...
... land ; The hour has come when he must die : Down upon the green earth let him lie ! II . No more beneath his spreading boughs Shall lovers breathe their tender vows ; No more with early fondness mark Their names upon his crinkled bark ...
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... land ; The hour has come when he must die : Down upon the green earth let him lie ! II . No more beneath his spreading boughs Shall lovers breathe their tender vows ; No more with early fondness mark Their names upon his crinkled bark ...
... land ; The hour has come when he must die : Down upon the green earth let him lie ! II . No more beneath his spreading boughs Shall lovers breathe their tender vows ; No more with early fondness mark Their names upon his crinkled bark ...
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Amid art thou Athelstone beautiful behold blessed bloom blossoms body-snatchers bowie knife brave breast breath breeze bright calm CHARLES MACKAY cloud Cobbler Cracklethorn crown dark Death deep dream EGERIA evermore evil eyes face fair fancy FARRINGDON STREET fire flow flowers forlorn glory gold green earth let GREEN LEAVES grief Hammer hand happy hear heart Heaven hope land light Loki lonely look Lord Luxor Maranatha mighty morn night o'er OBVERSE AND REVERSE pass'd peace Pedlar Pendragon the King pity pomp proud quoth rain red vengeance rich ripple river sailing scorn Shackaback shadow ship shore sigh SILENT HILLS sing sleep smile song Sorrow soul spirit star stream sunshine superbest sweet tell thee There's thine Thor thought throne toil tree Twas voice wave wealth whisper wild wind woman's worth Ye men youth
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Page 181 - The appropriate business of poetry, (which, nevertheless, if genuine, is as permanent as pure science,) her appropriate employment, her privilege and her duty, is to treat of things not as they are, but as they appear; not as they exist in themselves, but as they seem to exist to the senses, and to the passions.
Page 12 - Ye who have scorned each other, Or injured friend or brother, In this fast-fading year; Ye who, by word or deed, Have made a kind heart bleed, Come gather here! Let sinned against, and sinning, Forget their strife's beginning, And join in friendship now — Be links no longer broken; — Be sweet forgiveness spoken Under the holly bough.
Page 113 - I'll bid higher and higher," Said Crime, with wolfish grin; "For I love to lead the children Through the pleasant paths of sin. They shall swarm in the streets to pilfer, They shall plague the broad highway, Till they grow too old for pity And ripe for the law to slay.
Page 112 - We bid," said Pest and Famine, " We bid for life and limb ; Fever, and pain, and squalor Their bright young eyes shall dim. When the children grow too many, We'll nurse them as our own, And hide them in secret places, Where none may hear their moan.
Page 115 - ... and policemen Shall be fathers to the young. I and the Law, for pastime, Shall struggle day and night; And the Law shall gain, but I shall win, And we'll still renew the fight: And ever and aye we'll wrestle, Till Law grow sick and sad, And kill in its desperation The incorrigibly bad.
Page 58 - You should have crushed me into death : But here I swear with living breath. That for this wrong which you have done, I 'll wreak my vengeance on your son — " On him, and you, and all your race !" He said, and bounding from his place, He seized the child with sudden hold — A smiling infant three years old. And, starting like a hunted stag, He scaled the rock, he clomb the crag, And reached o'er many a wide abyss The beetling seaward precipice.
Page 239 - And Adah bare Jabal: he was the father of such as dwell in tents, and of such as have cattle. And his brother's name was Jubal: he was the father of all such as handle the harp and organ.
Page 114 - Give me the little children, Ye good, ye rich, ye wise. And let the busy world spin round While ye shut your idle eyes; And your judges shall have work, And your lawyers wag the tongue, And the gaolers and policemen Shall be fathers to the young.
Page 70 - WHAT is the meaning of the song That rings so clear and loud, Thou nightingale amid the copse, Thou lark above the cloud? What says thy song, thou joyous thrush, Up in the walnut tree?