The Poems and Prose Remains of Arthur Hugh Clough: With a Selection from His Letters and a Memoir, Volumen2Macmillan, 1869 - 514 páginas |
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Página 39 - E'en so — but why the tale reveal Of those whom, year by year unchanged, Brief absence joined anew to feel, Astounded, soul from soul estranged ? At dead of night their sails were filled, And onward each rejoicing steered ; Ah, neither blame, for neither willed...
Página 254 - Thou makest darkness, that it may be night ; wherein all the beasts of the forest do move. 21 The lions, roaring after their prey, do seek their meat from GOD.
Página 91 - It fortifies my soul to know That, though I perish, Truth is so...
Página 103 - He lies and moulders low ; Christ is not risen ! What if the women, ere the dawn was grey, Saw one or more great angels, as they say (Angels, or Him Himself) ? Yet neither there, nor then, Nor afterwards, nor elsewhere, nor at all, Hath He appeared to Peter or the Ten ; Nor, save in thunderous terror, to blind Saul ; Save in an after Gospel and late Creed, He is not risen, indeed, — Christ is not risen ! Or, what if e'en, as runs a tale, the Ten Saw, heard, and touched, again and yet again ? What...
Página 494 - And though the stranger stand, 'tis true, By force and fortune's right he stands ; By fortune which is in God's hands, And strength, which yet shall spring in you. This voice did on my spirit fall, Peschiera, when thy bridge I crost, ' 'Tis better to have fought and lost, Than never to have fought at all.
Página 128 - Whether there be,' the rich man says, 'It matters very little, For I and mine, thank somebody, Are not in want of victual.
Página 451 - Where lies the land to which the ship would go ? Far, far ahead, is all her seamen know. And where the land she travels from ? Away, Far, far behind, is all that they can say. On sunny noons upon the deck's smooth face, Linked arm in arm, how pleasant here to pace ; Or, o'er the stern reclining, watch below The foaming wake far widening as we go. On stormy nights when wild north-westers rave, How proud a thing to fight with wind and wave ! The dripping sailor on the reeling mast Exults to bear, and...
Página 20 - I HAVE seen higher holier things than these, And therefore must to these refuse my heart, Yet am I panting for a little ease \ I'll take, and so depart. Ah, hold ! the heart is prone to fall away, Her high and cherished visions to forget, And if thou takest, how wilt thou repay So vast, so dread a debt? How will the heart, which now thou trustest, then Corrupt, yet in corruption mindful yet, Turn with sharp stings upon itself!
Página 137 - I can pay for the damage, if ever so bad. So pleasant it is to have money, heigh ho ! So pleasant it is to have money.
Página 95 - OLD things need not be therefore true,' O brother men, nor yet the new ; Ah ! still awhile the old thought retain, And yet consider it again ! The souls of now two thousand years Have laid up here their toils and fears, And all the earnings of their pain,— Ah, yet consider it again ! We ! what do we see ? each a space Of some few yards before his face ; Does that the whole wide plan explain ? Ah, yet consider it again ! Alas ! the great world goes its way, And takes its truth from each new day...