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Alcyone ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE amid Aubrey De Vere beauty beneath blind breast breath bright brood brow calm cloud cold Coleridge dark dead death deep dost doth dread dream earth English sonnet eternal eyes Faded fair fate fear feet flowers gaze gleam gloom gloriously bright glory golden grey hair Hall Caine hand Hartley Coleridge hast hath hear heart heaven hill hope immortal JOSEPH ELLIS life's light lips living lone love's memory mighty mighty music moon morning murmur mute nature never night o'er octave OLIVER MADOX BROWN pale Poems poet poetic rhymes Rossetti round SARA COLERIDGE seemed sestet shadow Shakespearian shore sigh sight silent sing sleep smile soft song sonnet soul sound Spring stars stream strife sweet tercets thee Theodore Watts thine things thou art thought unto voice waves weary wild wind wings Wordsworth
Page 6 - OTHERS abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask — Thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge. For the loftiest hill, Who to the stars uncrowns his majesty, Planting his steadfast footsteps in the sea, Making the heaven of heavens his dwelling-place, Spares but the cloudy border of his base To the foil'd searching of mortality; And thou, who didst the stars and sunbeams know, Self-school'd, self-scann'd, self-honour'd, self-secure, Didst tread on earth unguess'd at.
Page 117 - ON SEEING THE ELGIN MARBLES MY spirit is too weak ; mortality Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep, And each imagined pinnacle and steep Of godlike hardship tells me I must die Like a sick eagle looking at the sky. Yet 'tis a gentle luxury to weep, That I have not the cloudy winds to keep Fresh for the opening of the morning's eye.
Page 261 - Two Voices are there ; one is of the sea, One of the mountains ; each a mighty Voice : In both from age to age thou didst rejoice, They were thy chosen music, Liberty...
Page 35 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind.
Page 115 - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Looked at each other with a wild surmise: Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Page 259 - ON THE EXTINCTION OF THE VENETIAN REPUBLIC. ONCE did She hold the gorgeous East in fee; And was the safeguard of the West : the worth Of Venice did not fall below her birth, Venice, the Eldest Child of Liberty. She was a Maiden City, bright and free ; No guile seduced, no force could violate ; And, when She took unto herself a Mate, She must espouse the everlasting Sea. And what if she had seen those glories fade, Those titles vanish, and that strength...