A Victorian Anthology, 1837-1895; Selections Illustrating the Editor's Critical Review of British Poetry in the Reign of Victoria Volume 2

A Victorian Anthology, 1837-1895; Selections Illustrating the Editor's Critical Review of British Poetry in the Reign of Victoria Volume 2

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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. 1895 edition. Excerpt: ...how each day Seals up the sum of each world-conscious soul? So, though our ghosts forget us, waste no tear; We being ourselves would gladly be as they, And we being they are still ourselves made whole. PRAYERS i God who created me Nimble and light of limb, In three elements free, To run, to ride, to swim: Not when the sense is dim, But now from the heart of joy, I would remember Him: Take the thanks of a boy. Ii Jesu, King and Lord, Whose are my foes to fight, Gird me with thy sword Swift, and sharp, and bright. Thee would I serve if I might, And conquer if I con, From day-dawn till night: Take the strength of a man. m Spirit of Love and Truth, Breathing in grosser clay, The light and flame of youth, Delight of men in the fray, Wisdom in strength's decay; From pain, strife, wrong, to be free This best gift I pray: Take my spirit to Thee. AN ETRUSCAN RING Where, girt with orchard and with oliveyard, The white hill-fortress glimmers on the hill, Day after day an ancient goldsmith's skill Guided the copper graver, tempered hard By some lost secret, while he shaped the sard Slowly to beauty, and his tiny drill, Edged with corundum, ground its way until The gem lay perfect for the ring to guard. Then seeing the stone complete to his desire, With mystic imagery carven thus, And dark Egyptian symbols fabulous, He drew through it the delicate golden wire, And bent the fastening; and the Etrurian sun Sank behind Ilva, and the work was done. What dark-haired daughter of a Lucnmo Bore on her slim white finger to the grave This the first gift her Tyrrhene lover gave, Those five-and-twenty centuries ago? LINES BY A PERSON OF QUALITY The loves that doubted, the loves that dissembled, That still mistrusted themselves and trembled, That held back their...show more

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  • Paperback
  • 189 x 246 x 13mm | 440g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236830245
  • 9781236830241