Poetical Works Of Robert Brides Excluding The Eight Dramas1912 |
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... voice , or in still passion sigheth , And where he loveth draweth the heart with him . Hast thou not heard him speaking oft and oft , Prompting thy secret musings and now shooting His feathered fancies , or in cloudy sleep Piling his ...
... voice , or in still passion sigheth , And where he loveth draweth the heart with him . Hast thou not heard him speaking oft and oft , Prompting thy secret musings and now shooting His feathered fancies , or in cloudy sleep Piling his ...
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... voice That counsels is but heard impatiently , Yet by thy love , and by the sons I bare thee , By this our daughter , our last ripening fruit , By our long happiness and hope of more , Hear me and let me speak . IN . Well , wife , speak ...
... voice That counsels is but heard impatiently , Yet by thy love , and by the sons I bare thee , By this our daughter , our last ripening fruit , By our long happiness and hope of more , Hear me and let me speak . IN . Well , wife , speak ...
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... voice of birds , nor home again Wilt thou return . PR . Thy way along the coast Lies till it southward turn , when thou shalt seek Where wide on Strymon's plain the hindered flood Spreads like a lake ; thy course to his oppose ( 36 ) ...
... voice of birds , nor home again Wilt thou return . PR . Thy way along the coast Lies till it southward turn , when thou shalt seek Where wide on Strymon's plain the hindered flood Spreads like a lake ; thy course to his oppose ( 36 ) ...
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... voice evoke.- See , the curl of a cloud . IN . The smoke , the smoke ! SEMICHORUS . Thin clouds mounting higher . IN . ' Tis smoke , the smoke of fire . SEMICHORUS . Thick they come and thicker , Quick arise and quicker , Higher still ...
... voice evoke.- See , the curl of a cloud . IN . The smoke , the smoke ! SEMICHORUS . Thin clouds mounting higher . IN . ' Tis smoke , the smoke of fire . SEMICHORUS . Thick they come and thicker , Quick arise and quicker , Higher still ...
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... voice to tears , Assail Poseidon's ears ; Rob pleasure from his days , Darken with sorrow all his ways , Until his shifty mind Become to pity inclined , And ' gainst his brother turn . ( others ) ' Tis well , thou sayest well . ( 2 ) ...
... voice to tears , Assail Poseidon's ears ; Rob pleasure from his days , Darken with sorrow all his ways , Until his shifty mind Become to pity inclined , And ' gainst his brother turn . ( others ) ' Tis well , thou sayest well . ( 2 ) ...
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Æneas Anchises Aphrodite Argeia art thou Athena awake awhile beauty beneath birds bright clouds coud crown dance dark death delight Demeter desire divine dost doth drave dream earth Eros eternal evermore eyes face fair fair isle fancy fate fear fire flame fled flowers gentle goddess gods gold golden grace Hades hand happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly Hermes honour hope Inachus live love's lover man's mighty moon morn mortal Muse neath night nought o'er Oceanides passion peace Persephone pity pleasure Poseidon praise Psyche Queen ROBERT BRIDGES SEMICHORUS shade sing smile song sorrow soul spirit spring stept stood stream summer sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thou hast thought thro toil trees truth twas unto Vex'd voice wert wisdom wonder youth Zeus
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Page 230 - I will not let thee go. Ends all our month-long love in this? Can it be summed up so, Quit in a single kiss? I will not let thee go. I will not let thee go. If thy words...
Page 303 - So sweet love seemed that April morn, When first we kissed beside the thorn, So strangely sweet, it was not strange We thought that love could never change. But I can tell — let truth be told— That love will change in growing old ; Though day by day is nought to see, So delicate his motions be. And in the end 'twill come to pass Quite to forget what once he was, Nor even in fancy to recall The pleasure that was all in all. His little spring, that sweet we found...
Page 345 - WHEN Death to either shall come, — I pray it be first to me, — Be happy as ever at home, If so, as I wish, it be. Possess thy heart, my own ; And sing to the child on thy knee, Or read to thyself alone The songs that I made for thee.
Page 261 - I HAVE loved flowers that fade, Within whose magic tents Rich hues have marriage made With sweet unmemoried scents : A honeymoon delight,— A joy of love at sight, That ages in an hour:— My song be like a flower!
Page 337 - MY delight and thy delight Walking, like two angels white, In the gardens of the night: My desire and thy desire Twining to a tongue of fire, Leaping live, and laughing higher; Thro' the everlasting strife In the mystery of life. Love, from whom the world begun, Hath the secret of the sun. Love can tell, and love alone, Whence the million stars were strewn, Why each atom knows its own, How, in spite of woe and death, Gay is life, and sweet is breath: This...
Page 275 - AWAKE, my heart, to be loved, awake, awake! The darkness silvers away, the morn doth break, It leaps in the sky: unrisen lustres slake The o'ertaken moon. Awake, O heart, awake! She too that loveth awaketh and hopes for thee: Her eyes already have sped the shades that flee, Already they watch the path thy feet shall take: Awake, 0 heart, to be loved, awake, awake!
Page 294 - YE thrilled me once, ye mournful strains, Ye anthems of plaintive woe, My spirit was sad when I was young ; Ah sorrowful long-ago ! But since I have found the beauty of joy I have done with proud dismay : For howsoe'er man hug his care The best of his art is gay.
Page 405 - Gird on thy sword, O man, thy strength endue, In fair desire thine earth-born joy renew. Live thou thy life beneath the making sun Till Beauty, Truth, and Love in thee are one. Thro...
Page 239 - TRIOLET ALL women born are so perverse No man need boast their love possessing. If nought seem better, nothing's worse : All women born are so perverse. From Adam's wife, that proved a curse Though God had made her for a blessing, All women born are so perverse No man need boast their love possessing.
Page 239 - WHEN first we met we did not guess That Love would prove so hard a master ; Of more than common friendliness When first we met we did not guess. Who could foretell this sore distress, This irretrievable disaster When first we met ?—We did not guess That Love would prove so hard a master.