Ballads and Sonnets Volume 2

Ballads and Sonnets Volume 2

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1887 edition. Excerpt: Ah God! and but for lingering dull dismay, On all that road our footsteps erst had been Even thus commingled, and our shadows seen Blent on the hedgerows and the water-way. O Hope of mine whose eyes are living love, No eyes but hers, --O Love and Hope the same!--, Lean close to me, for now the sinking sun That warmed our feet scarce gilds our hair above. O hers thy voice and very hers thy name! Alas, cling round me, for the day is done! SONNET XLIII. LOVE AND HOPE. Bless love and hope. Full many a withered year Whirled past us, eddying to its chill doomsday j And clasped together where the blown leaves lay, We long have knelt and wept full many a tear. Yet lo! one hour at last, the Spring's compeer, Flutes softly to us from some green byeway: Those years, those tears are dead, but only they: --Bless love and hope, true soul; for we are here. Cling heart to heart: nor of this hour demand Whether in very truth, when we are dead, Our hearts shall wake to know Love's golden head Sole sunshine of the imperishable land; Or but discern, through night's unfeatured scope, Scorn-fired at length the illusive eyes of Hope. SONNET XLIV. CLOUD AND WIND. Love, should I fear death most for you or me? Yet if you die, can I not follow you, Forcing the straits of change? Alas! but who Shall wrest a bond from night's inveteracy, Ere yet my hazardous soul put forth, to be Her warrant against all her haste might rue?--Ah! in your eyes so reached what dumb adieu, What unsunned gyres of waste eternity? A lampless watchtower whence I see you weep?--V' Or (woe is me!) a bed wherein my sleep Ne'er notes (as death's dear cup at last you drain), The hour when you too learn that all is vain And that Hope sows what Love shall never reap? SONNET XLV. SECRET more

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  • Paperback | 54 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 113g
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236509943
  • 9781236509949