Dramatis personæ [poems]. Author's ed1864 |
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... Xanthus , my wife's uncle , now at peace : Mu and Epsilon stand for my own name , I may not write it , but I make a cross To show I wait His coming , with the rest , And leave off here : beginneth Pamphylax . ] I said , " If one should ...
... Xanthus , my wife's uncle , now at peace : Mu and Epsilon stand for my own name , I may not write it , but I make a cross To show I wait His coming , with the rest , And leave off here : beginneth Pamphylax . ] I said , " If one should ...
Page 104
... Xanthus at the feet , With Valens and the Boy , had lifted him , And brought him from the chamber in the depths , And laid him in the light where we might see : For certain smiles began about his mouth , And his lids moved , presageful ...
... Xanthus at the feet , With Valens and the Boy , had lifted him , And brought him from the chamber in the depths , And laid him in the light where we might see : For certain smiles began about his mouth , And his lids moved , presageful ...
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... Xanthus said a prayer , but still he slept : It is the Xanthus that escaped to Rome , Was burned , and could not write the chronicle . Then the Boy sprang up from his knees , and ran , Stung by the splendor of a sudden thought , And ...
... Xanthus said a prayer , but still he slept : It is the Xanthus that escaped to Rome , Was burned , and could not write the chronicle . Then the Boy sprang up from his knees , and ran , Stung by the splendor of a sudden thought , And ...
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ABT VOGLER awhile Bactrian beast believe brain breath brute CALIBAN UPON SETEBOS Cerinthus cheat cheek Christ clay dead death Don't fear doubt earth eyes face fact fancy fear feel fingers fire flesh fool gain ghost give gold grow hair hand hate hath head hear heard heart Heaven hopes and fears Judge kiss laugh life's lips live look Louis-d'or man's mind mouth NATURAL THEOLOGY naught never o'er once pain play Pornic praise prove RABBI BEN EZRA raps ROBERT BROWNING round Saint Paul sainted Setebos sigh Sludge smile soul speak spirit stars stop strange day suppose sure tell thee There's things thou thought to-day touch tricks truth turn twixt Valens watch what's whole wonder word worth Xanthus youth
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Page 161 - FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe ; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Page 83 - But here is the finger of God, a flash of the will that can, . Existent behind all laws, that made them and, lo, they are? And I know not if, save in this, such gift be allowed to man, That out of three sounds he frame, not a fourth sound, but a star.
Page 162 - And bade me creep past. No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements...
Page 89 - Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in His hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God; see all, nor be afraid!
Page 84 - Therefore to whom turn I but to Thee, the ineffable Name? Builder and maker, Thou, of houses not made with hands! What, have fear of change from Thee who art ever the same? Doubt that Thy power can fill the heart that Thy power expands? There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before...
Page 97 - Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies that broke through language and escaped; All I could never be, All, men ignored in me, This, I was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped.
Page 91 - Then, welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand but go ! Be our joys three-parts pain ! Strive, and hold cheap the strain ; Learn, nor account the pang ; dare, never grudge the throe...
Page 96 - Not on the vulgar mass Called " work," must sentence pass, Things done, that took the eye and had the price; O'er which, from level stand, The low world laid its hand, Found straightway to its mind, could value in a trice...
Page 93 - Spite of this flesh to-day I strove, made head, gained ground upon the whole ! " As the bird wings and sings, Let us cry " All good things Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul!
Page 93 - Therefore I summon age To grant youth's heritage, Life's struggle having so far reached its term: Thence shall I pass, approved A man, for aye removed From the developed brute; a God though in the germ.