The Home Book of Verse, American and English, 1580-1918 Volume 1

The Home Book of Verse, American and English, 1580-1918 Volume 1

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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. 1918 edition. Excerpt: ...had left white lilac there. The flower you loved, in times that were. Laurence Hope 1865-1904 KHRISTNA AND HIS FLUTE Be still, my heart, and listen, For sweet and yet acute I hear the wistful music Of Khristna and his flute. Across the cool, blue evenings, Throughout the burning days, Persuasive and beguiling, He plays and plays and plays. Impenitentia Ultima 917 Ah, none may hear such music Resistant to its charms, The household work grows weary, And cold the husband's a.rrns. I must arise and follow, To seek, in vain pursuit, The blueness and the distance, The sweetness of that flute! In linked and liquid sequence, The plaintive notes dissolve Divinely tender secrets That none but he can solve. O Khristna, I am coming, I can no more delay. "My heart has flown to join thee," How shall my footsteps stay? Beloved, such thoughts have peril; The wish is in my mind That I had fired the jungle, And left no leaf behind, --Burnt all bamboos to ashes, And made their music mute, --To save thee from the magic Of Khristna and his flute. Laurence Hope 181)5-1004 IMrENITENTIA ULTIMA Before my light goes out forever, if God should give me choice of graces, I would not reck of length of days, nor crave for things to be; But cry: "One day of the great lost days, one face of all the faces, r Grant me to see and touch once more and nothing more to see! "For, Lord, I was free of all Thy flowers, but I chose the world's sad roses, And that is why my feet are torn and mine eyes are blind with sweat, But at Thy terrible judgment seat, when this my tired life closes, I am ready to reap whereof I sowed, and pay my righteous debt. "But once, before the sand is run and the silver thread is broken, Give me a grace and cast aside the veil of dolorous...show more

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  • Paperback | 550 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 28mm | 971g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236493818
  • 9781236493811