Selections from the Poetical Works of Mortimer CollinsR. Bentley & Son, 1886 - 216 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
Æsop æther Alouette amid April Fools Astrologos Atom beauty birdcatcher birds blue bosom breast breath bright Burnham Beeches Checkmated chrysolite cliffs COMEDY OF DREAMS Comes of age cool creature dawn dear delicious divine dwell Earine eyes fair fate flowers flutter fragrance girl glory Greek green happy heart Immanuel Kant Ivory Gate King kiss lady laugh LET HIM CATCH life's light lips look lord love's lovers magic maid maiden melody Merlin merry midnight mist Mortimer Collins neath never o'er ocean OLD COAT papa passionate music PHEIDIPPIDES poet POET'S PHILOSOPHY Positivists Prince Rains music Raphael rhyme rose sings skies sleep soft song soul star strong summer sunset sure sweet thee thou thrush touch trees true delight violet visions wild wind wine wings Winter in Brighton woman wonder wondrous wooing world goes round young
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Página 88 - There was an ape in the days that were earlier; Centuries passed, and his hair became curlier; Centuries more gave a thumb to his wrist — Then he was Man, and a Positivist.
Página 15 - Latini, et quo quemque modo fugiatque feratque laborem. sunt geminae Somni portae, quarum altera fertur cornea, qua veris facilis datur exitus umbris, altera candenti perfecta nitens elephanto, sed falsa ad caelum mittunt insomnia Manes.
Página 75 - We rambled away o'er the moorland together : My coat was bright purple, and so was the heather, And so was the sunset that blazed in the west, As Lucy's fair tresses were laid on my breast.
Página 87 - Positivists ? Social arrangements are awful miscarriages ; Cause of all crime is our system of marriages. Poets with sonnets and lovers with trysts Kindle the ire of the Positivists. Husbands and wives should be all one community, Exquisite freedom with absolute unity. | Wedding-rings worse are than manacled wrists ; Such is the creed of the Positivists. There was an ape in the days that were earlier ; Centuries...
Página 87 - THE POSITIVISTS LIFE and the Universe show spontaneity: Down with ridiculous notions of Deity ! Churches and creeds are all lost in the mists; Truth must be sought with the Positivists. • Wise are their teachers beyond all comparison, Comte, Huxley, Tyndall, Mill, Morley, and Harrison; Who will adventure to enter the lists With such a squadron of Positivists?
Página 75 - neath that sunset aflame, But Lucy returned to her Earl all the same ; She's a grandmamma now, and is going down hill,^ But my old velvet coat is a friend to me still...
Página 33 - NO ; I shall pass into the Morning Land As now from sleep into the life of morn ; Live the new life of the new world, unshorn Of the swift brain, the executing hand ; See the dense darkness suddenly withdrawn, As when Orion's sightless eyes discerned the dawn. I shall behold it ; I shall see the utter Glory of sunrise heretofore unseen, Freshening the woodland ways with brighter green, And calling into life all wings that flutter, All throats of music and all eyes of light, And driving o'er the verge...
Página 16 - Then the oars of Ithaca dip so Silently into the sea That they wake not sad Calypso — And the Hero wanders free : He breasts the ocean-furrows, At war with the words of Fate — And the blue tide's low susurrus Comes up to the Ivory Gate.
Página 2 - FAST falls the snow, O lady mine, Sprinkling the lawn with crystals fine, But by the gods we won't repine While we're together, We'll chat and rhyme, and kiss and dine, Defying weather. So stir the fire and pour the wine, And let those sea-green eyes divine Pour their love-madness into mine: I don't care whether 'Tis snow or sun or rain or shine If we're together.
Página 134 - WHITE-THROATED Maiden, gay be thy carol Under the cliffs by the sea ; Plays the soft wind with thy dainty apparel — Ah, but thou think'st not of me. Stately and slow The great ships go, White gulls in the blue float free ; And my own dear May Sees the skies turn gray Under the cliffs by the sea.