Dramatic Lyrics

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T. Y. Crowell, 1898 - 406 páginas
 

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Página 9 - I SPRANG to the stirrup, and Joris, and he ; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three ; " Good speed ! " cried the watch, as the gatebolts undrew ; "Speed !" echoed the wall to us galloping through ; Behind shut the postern, the lights sank to rest, And into the midnight we galloped abreast. Not a word to each other ; we kept the great pace Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place ; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then...
Página 230 - Of the power, an equal evidence That his love, there too, was the nobler dower. For the loving worm within its clod Were diviner than a loveless god Amid his worlds, I will dare to say.
Página 218 - You should have heard the Hamelin people Ringing the bells till they rocked the steeple ! " Go," cried the Mayor, " and get long poles ! Poke out the nests and block up the holes ! Consult with carpenters and builders, And leave in our town not even a trace Of the rats !" — when suddenly up the face Of the Piper perked in the market-place, With a " FIRST, IF YOU PLEASE, MY THOUSAND GUILDERS !" A thousand guilders ? The Mayor looked blue ; So did the Corporation too.
Página 215 - Come in!" the Mayor cried, looking bigger: And in did come the strangest figure! His queer long coat from heel to head Was half of yellow and half of red, And he himself was tall and thin, With sharp blue eyes, each like a pin, And light loose hair, yet swarthy skin, No tuft on cheek nor beard on chin, But lips where smiles went out and in; There was no guessing his kith and kin: And nobody could enough admire The tall man and his quaint attire.
Página 220 - There was a rustling that seemed like a bustling Of merry crowds justling at pitching and hustling, Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering, Little hands clapping and little tongues chattering, And like fowls in a farmyard when barley is scattering, Out came the children running : All the little boys and girls, With rosy cheeks and flaxen curls, And sparkling eyes and teeth like pearls, Tripping and skipping ran merrily after The wonderful music with shouting and laughter.
Página 217 - Smiling first a little smile, As if he knew what magic slept In his quiet pipe the while; Then, like a musical adept, To blow the pipe his lips he wrinkled, And green and blue his sharp eyes twinkled, Like a...
Página 321 - ... at him and smiled; He bowed, and in a moment leaped among the lions wild; The leap was quick, return was quick, he has regained his place, Then threw the glove, but not with love, right in the lady's face.
Página 217 - And ere three shrill notes the pipe uttered, You heard as if an army muttered ; And the muttering grew to a grumbling ; And the grumbling grew to a mighty rumbling ; And out of the houses the rats came tumbling. Great rats, small rats, lean rats, brawny rats, Brown rats, black rats, gray rats, tawny rats, Grave old plodders, gay young friskers, Fathers, mothers, uncles, cousins, Cocking tails and pricking whiskers, 33 Families by tens and dozens, Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives — Followed the...
Página 11 - Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim And with circles of red for his eye-sockets
Página 134 - AH, did you once see Shelley plain, And did he stop and speak to you, And did you speak to him again? How strange it seems and new ! But you were living before that, And also you are living after; And the memory I started at — My starting moves your laughter!

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