Maud; In memoriam; The princess; Enoch ArdenHoughton, Mifflin, 1893 |
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... Truth . O when did a morning shine So rich in atonement as this For my dark - dawning youth , Darken'd watching a mother decline And that dead man at her heart and mine : For who was left to watch her but I ? Yet so did I let my ...
... Truth . O when did a morning shine So rich in atonement as this For my dark - dawning youth , Darken'd watching a mother decline And that dead man at her heart and mine : For who was left to watch her but I ? Yet so did I let my ...
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... him worthier to be loved . Forgive these wild and wandering cries , Confusions of a wasted youth ; Forgive them where they fail in truth , And in thy wisdom make me wise . 1849 . I IN MEMORIAM . A. H. H. OBIT MDCCCXXXIII . 52 IN MEMORIAM .
... him worthier to be loved . Forgive these wild and wandering cries , Confusions of a wasted youth ; Forgive them where they fail in truth , And in thy wisdom make me wise . 1849 . I IN MEMORIAM . A. H. H. OBIT MDCCCXXXIII . 52 IN MEMORIAM .
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... truth , with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones , That men may rise on stepping - stones Of their dead selves to higher things . But who shall so forecast the years And find in loss a gain to match ? Or reach a hand thro ...
... truth , with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones , That men may rise on stepping - stones Of their dead selves to higher things . But who shall so forecast the years And find in loss a gain to match ? Or reach a hand thro ...
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... truth As if the quiet bones were blest Among familiar names to rest , And in the places of his youth . Come then , pure hands , and bear the head That sleeps or wears the mask of sleep , And come , whatever loves to weep , And hear the ...
... truth As if the quiet bones were blest Among familiar names to rest , And in the places of his youth . Come then , pure hands , and bear the head That sleeps or wears the mask of sleep , And come , whatever loves to weep , And hear the ...
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... To which she links a truth divine ! See thou , that countest reason ripe In holding by the law within , Thou fail not in a world of sin , And ev'n for want of such a type . XXXIV . My own dim life should teach me this IN MEMORIAM . 75.
... To which she links a truth divine ! See thou , that countest reason ripe In holding by the law within , Thou fail not in a world of sin , And ev'n for want of such a type . XXXIV . My own dim life should teach me this IN MEMORIAM . 75.
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Page 53 - I held it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
Page 193 - On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.
Page 89 - I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope.
Page 34 - The slender acacia would not shake One long milk-bloom on the tree ; The white lake-blossom fell into the lake, As the pimpernel dozed on the lea ; But the rose was awake all night for your sake, Knowing your promise to me ; The lilies and roses were all awake, They sigh'd for the dawn and thee.
Page 121 - He fought his doubts and gather'd strength, He would not make his judgment blind, He faced the spectres of the mind And laid them : thus he came at length To find a stronger faith his own ; And Power was with him in the night, Which makes the darkness and the light, And dwells not in the light alone, But in the darkness and the cloud, As over Sinai's peaks of old, While Israel made their gods of gold, Altho
Page 182 - SWEET and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon...
Page 56 - Other friends remain,' That 'Loss is common to the race' — And common is the commonplace, And vacant chaff well meant for grain. That loss is common would not make My own less bitter, rather more: Too common ! Never morning wore To evening, but some heart did break.
Page 90 - Nature, red in tooth and claw With ravine, shriek'd against his creed— Who loved, who suffer'd countless ills, Who battled for the True, the Just, Be blown about the desert dust, Or seal'd within the iron hills? No more? A monster then, a dream, A discord. Dragons of the prime, That tare each other in their slime, Were mellow music match'd with him.
Page 35 - She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed ; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a century dead ; Would start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red.
Page 148 - Flow thro' our deeds and make them pure, That we may lift from out of dust A voice as unto him that hears, A cry above the conquer' d years To one that with us works, and trust, With faith that comes of self-control, The truths that never can be proved Until we close with all we loved, And all we flow from, soul in soul.