Memoir, the Roman (a Dramatic Poem) Miscellaneous Poems. Sonnets on the War (the Crimean Struggle) England in Time of War

Memoir, the Roman (a Dramatic Poem) Miscellaneous Poems. Sonnets on the War (the Crimean Struggle) England in Time of War

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1875 edition. Excerpt: ...piles _ Shouting the blasted plain. Slain, slain and buried By the same act, under one terrible heap Lay martyr, victor, vanquish'd. Last to die I felt the growing weight and heard through all _ The exulting thousands. How the sounds dash'd down Like stamping furies. Here the vision ends: With the death-pang I woke. Absolute calm, A silence like the silence of the desert, Silence beyond repose, lone, lifeless, stagnant, Muter than any grave. Silence too dead For living tongue to name. Silence more placid Than peace or night or death; (for these are strings Unstruck but to be stricken;) idiot silence, Sterile, and blank, and blind. A breathless pause In heaven and earth; held till the moving thought Seems turbulence, this human nature grows Unseemly on us, our life's common functions Impertinent and gross, and conscious cheeks Excuse the beating heart with blushes. Silence As of a listening world. Such strange defect, Such lean and hungry quiet, such keen sense Of absence grown effectual, that the ear Faints as for breath, and even the very substance Of latent sound seems dead. Alas! for language, We sing the healing darkness of sweet night, But for Egyptian darkness that was felt Have names no blacker. When you speak of silence, 'Tis as the sweet content of voiceless woods _ After the nightingale--as the home-genius Sole watching by the sleep of happy babes With finger at her lip, and shows of stillness, Meanwhile the sleeper smileth and the air Stirs with dream-music. When I use the word Think of some other silence. In that other I woke. From sound to stillness as when stormy hearts In passion break. From tempest to dead Calm, As when at some strange portent clashing hosts Halt in mid-shock. From all to nothingness, more

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  • English
  • black & white illustrations
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  • 9781236903402