A Victorian Anthology, 1837-1895: Selections Illustrating the Editor's Critical Review of British Poetry in the Reign of VictoriaEdmund Clarence Stedman Houghton, Mifflin Company, 1923 - 744 páginas |
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Página 203 - Not tho' the soldier knew Some one had blnnder'd : Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die : Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volley'd and thunder'd ; Storm'd at with
Página 199 - BUGLE SONG THE splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes Hying., Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going
Página 128 - Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee 1 Then, with my waking thoughts Bright with thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I '11 raise ; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee ! Or if on joyful wing Cleaving the sky, Sun,
Página 209 - like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend ? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by
Página 197 - The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the
Página 381 - yet so mistaken ! What had I on earth to do With the slothful, with the mawkish, the unmanly ? Like the aimless, helpless, hopeless did I drivel — Being — who ? One who never turn'd his back but march'd breast forward. Never doubted clouds would break, Never dream'd, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise,
Página 169 - Just as I am, though toss'd about, With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightings and fears within, without, O Lamb of God, I come ! Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind ; Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come I Just as I am,
Página 134 - Oh, to shoot My soul's full meaning into future years, That they should lend it utterance, and salute Love that endures, from Life that disappears ! XLIII How do I love thee ? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of
Página 174 - Take, my soul, thy full salvation, Rise o'er sin and fear and care ¡ Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear. Think what Spirit dwells within tl What a Father's smile is thine ; What a Saviour died to win thee : Child of heaven, shouldst thou
Página 379 - that left the ground to lose itself in the sky, Are music sent up to God by the lover and the bard ; Enough that he heard it once : we shall hear it by and by. And what is our failure here but a triumph's evidence For the fulness of the days ? Have we wither'd or