Wife of the CentaurGeorge H. Doran Company, 1923 - 372 Seiten |
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afraid amazement Annette Aphrodite arms awfully beautiful began Betelgeuse Bird songs Bister breath called centaur cheeks Chuck cold Converse Cousin Emmy cried Cynara Cyril Hume dance dance music dark daugh dear dearie Dewy dinner Doctor door dream dress drink eyes face feet friends girl Grantchester grinning hair hand happy head heart Hodge hope Hot dog hurried hurt Jack Todd Jeffrey Dwyer Jeffrey's Joan Joan's kiss knew lady laughed Lilith lips listen look Lord Madeleine married Mignon mind Miss America mother mouth never nice night once pain pale Peter Singer poor pretty remember seemed shoulders smiled sometimes song sorry spoke stared stars stood stop strange suddenly sure sweet talk tears tell thing thought turned voice wait walked watched whispered wonder young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 46 - Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not: Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower: Like a glow-worm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view...
Seite 43 - The mountains look on Marathon, And Marathon looks on the sea. And musing there an hour alone, I dreamed that Greece might still be free, For standing on the Persians' grave, I could not deem myself a slave.
Seite 143 - LAST night ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine There fell thy shadow, Cynara! thy breath was shed Upon my soul between the kisses and the wine; And I was desolate and sick of an old passion, Yea, I was desolate and bowed my head: I have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.
Seite 46 - I set her on my pacing steed And nothing else saw all day long For sidelong would she bend and sing A faery's song.
Seite 46 - With frogs for their watch-dogs All night awake. High on the hill-top The old King sits ; He is now so old and gray He's nigh lost his wits.
Seite 215 - 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...
Seite 331 - Tomorrow, forever, Free as an Arab Of thy beloved. Cling with life to the maid; But when the surprise, First vague shadow of surmise Flits across her bosom young Of a joy apart from thee, Free be she, fancy-free; Nor thou detain her vesture's hem, Nor the palest rose she flung From her summer diadem.
Seite 143 - I cried for madder music and for stronger wine, But when the feast is finished and the lamps expire, Then falls thy shadow, Cynara! the night is thine; And I am desolate and sick of an old passion, Yea hungry for the lips of my desire: I have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.
Seite 45 - will seek the groves Where the Lady Mary is, With her five handmaidens, whose names Are five sweet symphonies, Cecily, Gertrude, Magdalen, Margaret and Rosalys.
Seite 47 - Set thick with lily and red rose, Where I would wander if I might From dewy dawn to dewy night, And have one with me wandering. "And though within it no birds sing, And though no pillared house is there, And though the apple boughs are bare Of fruit and blossom, would to God, Her feet upon the green grass trod, And I beheld them as before. "There comes a murmur from the shore, And in the...