On skies still and starlit White lustres take hold,
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They are rhymes rudely strung with intent less
Of sound than of words,
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They say that poison-sprinkled flowers
Are sweeter in perfume
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THERE'S lots of refusing and falls and mishaps.
Who 's down on the Chestnut ? He 's hurt himself p'raps.
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Here's a health to every sportsman, be he stableman or lord,
If his heart be true, I care not what his pocket may afford;
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Francesca. Crush'd and throng'd are all the places
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‘WHERE shall we go for our garlands glad At the falling of the year,
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Ingenuas didicisse fideliter artes
Emolht mores, nee sinit esseferos,
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The ocean heaves around us still With long and measured swell,
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All night I've heard the marsh-frog's croak,
The jay's rude matins now prevail,
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The terrible night-watch is over,
I turn where I lie,
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Ars Longa
[A Song of Pilgrimage]
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Dramatis Personae:
HUGO, a Norman Baron and a Scholar.
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Thou art moulded in marble impassive, False goddess, fair statue of strife,
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Borrow'd Plumes
[A Preface and a Piracy]
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The shore-boat lies in the morning light,
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Oh! wind that whistles o'er thorns and thistles,
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A burning glass of burnished brass,
The calm sea caught the noontide rays,
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Delilah
[From a Picture]
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Aye, snows are rife in December,
And sheaves are in August yet,
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Adieu to kindred hearts and home,
To pleasure, joy, and mirth,
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Fauconshawe
[A Ballad]
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Scene I
"Discontent"
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The spring-wind pass'd through the forest, and whispered low in the leaves, And the cedar toss'd her head, and the oak stood firm in
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"Turn out, boys!" — "What's up with our super. to-night? The man's mad — Two hours to daybreak I'd swear —
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IN Collins Street standeth a statute tall,
A statue tall, on a pillar of stone,
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Part I
Visions in the Smoke
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A Lay of the Loamshire Hunt Cup
"Aye, squire," said Stevens, "they back him at evens;
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The Lord shall slay or the Lord shall save!
He is righteous whether He save or slay --
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'Tis a nameless stone that stands at your head --
The gusts in the gloomy gorges whirl
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