Poetical Works of Robert Bridges: Excluding the Eight DramasH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1912 - 472 pages |
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... goddess ' praise , The green enamelled sprays , The emblazoned golden fruit . [ They dance And ' neath the tree , with hair and zone unbound , The fair Hesperides aye danced around , And Ægle danced and sang ' O welcome , Queen ! ' And ...
... goddess ' praise , The green enamelled sprays , The emblazoned golden fruit . [ They dance And ' neath the tree , with hair and zone unbound , The fair Hesperides aye danced around , And Ægle danced and sang ' O welcome , Queen ! ' And ...
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... goddess , Queen of the clear and azure firmament , In heaven called Hygra , but by mortals Air , To her , the child of his slow doting years , Was given a beauteous youth , not long to outlast His life , but be the pride of his decay ...
... goddess , Queen of the clear and azure firmament , In heaven called Hygra , but by mortals Air , To her , the child of his slow doting years , Was given a beauteous youth , not long to outlast His life , but be the pride of his decay ...
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... goddess ' wrong . IN . Now hush thy fear . See how thou tremblest still . Or if thou fear , fear passion ; for the freshes Of tenderness and motherly love will drown The eye of judgment : yet , since even excess Of the soft quality fits ...
... goddess ' wrong . IN . Now hush thy fear . See how thou tremblest still . Or if thou fear , fear passion ; for the freshes Of tenderness and motherly love will drown The eye of judgment : yet , since even excess Of the soft quality fits ...
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... goddess Ongan Athenè has her seat without . 1080 1090 1100 CHOR . Now if she may not stay thy toilsome destined steps , I pray that she may slay for thee the maddening fly . PR . Keep not her sanctuary long , but seek ( 35 ) The Firegiver.
... goddess Ongan Athenè has her seat without . 1080 1090 1100 CHOR . Now if she may not stay thy toilsome destined steps , I pray that she may slay for thee the maddening fly . PR . Keep not her sanctuary long , but seek ( 35 ) The Firegiver.
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... goddess ' town . Guard now the lake's low shore , till thou have crossed Hyrcana and Cephissus , the last streams Which feed its reedy pools , when thou shalt come Between two mountains that enclose the way By peaked Abæ to Hyampolis ...
... goddess ' town . Guard now the lake's low shore , till thou have crossed Hyrcana and Cephissus , the last streams Which feed its reedy pools , when thou shalt come Between two mountains that enclose the way By peaked Abæ to Hyampolis ...
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Aphrodite Argeia art thou Athena beauty beneath birds bright clouds coud crown dance dark death delight Demeter desire divine dost doth drave dream earth Eleusis Eros eternal evermore eyes face fair faln 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 Prometheus Psyche queen ROBERT BRIDGES SEMICHORUS shade sing smile song sorrow soul spirit spring stept stood stream summer sweet tears tell temple thee thine things thou art thou hast thought thro toil trees truth twas unto Vex'd voice Voltaire wert wisdom wonder youth Zeus
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Page 246 - WHITHER, O splendid ship, thy white sails crowding, Leaning across the bosom of the urgent West, That fearest nor sea rising, nor sky clouding, Whither away, fair rover, and what thy quest? Ah ! soon, when Winter has all our vales opprest, When skies are cold and misty, and hail is hurling, Wilt thou glide on the blue Pacific, or rest In a summer haven asleep, thy white sails furling. I there before thee, in the country that well thou knowest, Already arrived am inhaling the odorous air...
Page 234 - 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 279 - 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 265 - 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 ! I have loved airs, that die Before their charm is writ Along a liquid sky Trembling to welcome it.
Page 298 - 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 409 - 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 243 - 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 243 - 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.
Page 342 - Thro1 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...
Page 315 - CHRIST and his Mother, heavenly maid, Mary, in whose fair name was laid Eton's corner, bless our youth With truth, and purity, mother of truth ! O ye, 'neath breezy skies of June, By silver Thames's lulling tune, In shade of willow or oak, who try The golden gates of poesy ; Or on the tabled sward all day Match your strength in England's play, Scholars of Henry, giving grace To toil and force in game or race ; Exceed the prayer and keep the fame Of him, the sorrowful king, who came Here in his realm...