He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force, Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his Locksley Hall. Line 49. horse. With a little hoard of maxims preaching down a daughter's heart. Line 94. But the jingling of the guinea helps the hurt that Honour feels. Line 105. Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new. Line 117. Yet I doubt not through the ages one increasing pur pose runs, And the thoughts of men are widen'd with the process of the suns. Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers. Line 137. Line 141. I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race. Line 168. I, the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time. Line 178. Let the great world spin forever down the ringing grooves of change. Line 182. Better fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay. Line 184. I waited for the train at Coventry; I hung with grooms and porters on the bridge, To watch the three tall spires; and there I shaped 1 See Longfellow, page 618. Godiva. And on her lover's arm she leant, The Day-Dream. The Departure, i. And o'er the hills, and far away Beyond their utmost purple rim, Thro' all the world she follow'd him. We are ancients of the earth, And in the morning of the times. As she fled fast through sun and shade Ibid. iv. L'Envoi. Sir Launcelot and Queen Guinevere. For now the poet cannot die, But round him ere he scarce be cold Begins the scandal and the cry. To after reading a Life and Letters. But oh for the touch of a vanish'd hand, Break, break, break. But the tender grace of a day that is dead For men may come and men may go, Ibid. The Brook. Mastering the lawless science of our law, That codeless myriad of precedent, That wilderness of single instances. Aylmer's Field. Rich in saving common-sense, And, as the greatest only are, In his simplicity sublime. Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington. Stanza 4. Oh good gray head which all men knew! Ibid. That tower of strength Which stood four-square to all the winds that blew. For this is England's greatest son, Not once or twice in our rough-island story All in the valley of death Rode the six hundred. Stanza 6. Stanza 8. The Charge of the Light Brigade. Stanza 1. Some one had blunder'd: Theirs not to make reply, Into the jaws of death,1 Stanza 2. Into the mouth of hell Stanza 3. That a lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies; That a lie which is all a lie may be met and fought with outright; But a lie which is part a truth is a harder matter to fight. The Grandmother. Stanza 8. O Love! what hours were thine and mine, In lands of palm and southern pine; In lands of palm, of orange-blossom, The Daisy. Stanza 1. 1 Jaws of death. SHAKESPEARE: Twelfth Night, act iii. sc. 4. Du BARTAS: Weekes and Workes, day i. part 4. So dear a life your arms enfold, Read my little fable: The Daisy. Stanza 24. He that runs may read.1 For all have got the seed. The Flower. In that fierce light which beats upon a throne. It is the little rift within the lute That by and by will make the music mute, Ibid. Merlin and Vivien. His honour rooted in dishonour stood, Ibid. Launcelot and Elaine. The old order changeth, yielding place to new; I am going a long way With these thou seëst if indeed I go The Passing of Arthur. (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) – Where falls not hail or rain or any snow, Ibid. The Princess. Prologue. Line 141. A rosebud set with little wilful thorns, 1 See Cowper, page 422. Part i. Line 153. Jewels five-words-long, That on the stretch'd forefinger of all Time The Princess. Part ii. Line 355. Blow, bugle, blow! set the wild echoes flying! Part iii. Line 352. O Love! they die in yon rich sky, And grow forever and forever. Line 360. Part iv. Line 1. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean. And thinking of the days that are no more. Line 21. Unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square. Line 33. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet; Happy he With such a mother! faith in womankind Line 36. Part vii. Line 203. Beats with his blood, and trust in all things high Line 308. |