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sieg
but loiter not in prague you do not know
with whom you have to deal | img2poems |
jos
my siegendorf
thank heaven i see you safe | img2poems |
sieg
no no i have no children: never more
call me by that worst name of parent | img2poems |
sieg
ida beware
there's blood upon that hand | img2poems |
josepha
since i have been a blight upon thy hope
and marred alike the present and the future | img2poems |
josepha
the single voice of some lone traveller
i'll to the door | img2poems |
are you the vassal of these antient chiefs
whose heir wastes elsewhere their fast melting hoards
and placed to keep their cobwebs company | img2poems |
werner
what who i am or whence you are welcome sit
you shall have cheer anon | img2poems |
werner
no no tis silent sir i say that voice
whose is it speak | img2poems |
carl
pray heed him not he's phrenzy's next door neighbour
and full of these strange starts and causeless jarrings | img2poems |
'o noble roy de france
regarde en pitie
l'eglise en ballance | img2poems |
pour dieu
ne tarde plus
o fils n'en faictz reffus | img2poems |
arn
you were the demon but that your approach
was like one | img2poems |
stran
shapes with you if you will since yours so irks you
or form you to your wish in any shape | img2poems |
stran
the brightest which the world e'er bore and give thee
thy choice | img2poems |
stran
to mingle with the magic of the waters
and make the charm effective | img2poems |
stran
not now
a few drops will suffice for this | img2poems |
arn
let him pass
his aspect may be fair but suits me not | img2poems |
arn
be that the man who shook the earth is gone
and left no footstep | img2poems |
stran
to promise that but you may try and find it
easier in such a form or in your own | img2poems |
arn
since i have risked my soul because i find not
that which he exchanged the earth for | img2poems |
stran
thy cleopatra's waiting
[the shade of antony disappears: another rises | img2poems |
stran
if there be atoms of him left or even
of the more solid gold that formed his urn | img2poems |
arn
as if i were his soul whose form shall soon
envelope mine | img2poems |
'tis done
he hath taken
his stand in creation | img2poems |
stran
i will be as you were and you shall see
yourself for ever by you as your shadow | img2poems |
one little marshy spark of flame
and he again shall seem the same
but i his spirit's place shall hold | img2poems |
arn
is thickest that i may behold it in
its workings | img2poems |
stran
as many attributes but as i wear
a human shape will take a human name | img2poems |
arn
belongs to empire and has been but borne
by the world's lords | img2poems |
stran
the devil in disguise since so you deem me
unless you call me pope instead | img2poems |
arn
for myself my name
shall be plain arnold still | img2poems |
arn
has been o'er carcasses: mine eyes are full
of blood | img2poems |
you must obey what all obey the rule
of fixed necessity: against her edict
rebellion prospers not | img2poems |
the evening's first nightingale will be
something new in the annals of great sieges
for men must have their prey after long toil | img2poems |
arn
a reckless roundelay upon the eve
of many deaths it may be of their own | img2poems |
sans country or home
we'll follow the bourbon
to plunder old rome | img2poems |
phil
in such an enterprise to die is rather
the dawn of an eternal day than death | img2poems |
for you have seen that back as general
placed in the rear in action but your foes
have never seen it | img2poems |
of your brave bands of their own bold accord
will go to him the other half be sent
more swiftly not less surely | img2poems |
bourb
slight crooked friend's as snake-like in his words
as his deeds | img2poems |
phil
thou waxest insolent beyond the privilege
of a buffoon | img2poems |
oh ye seven hills
awaken
ere your very base be shaken | img2poems |
ye who weep o'er carthage burning
weep not strike
for rome is mourning | img2poems |
would not your highness choose to kiss the cross
we have no priest here but the hilt of sword
may serve instead: it did the same for bayard | img2poems |
but let them fly the crimson kennels now
will not much stain their stockings since the mire
is of the self-same purple hue | img2poems |
a precious sample of humanity
well his blood's up and if a little's shed
'twill serve to curb his fever | img2poems |
soldiers
he speaks the truth the heretics will bear
the best away | img2poems |
other soldiers
slay her although she had a thousand lives
she hath killed our comrade | img2poems |
ye jackals
gnaw the bones the lion leaves
but not even these till he permits | img2poems |
arn
rebel in hell you shall obey on earth
[the soldiers assault arnold | img2poems |
no injury
and now thou wouldst preserve me
to be but that shall never be | img2poems |
olimp
a perjury for which even hell would loathe thee
i know thee | img2poems |
a sprinkling
of that same holy water may be useful
[he brings some in his helmet from the font | img2poems |
but somewhat late i' the day
where shall we bear her
i say she lives | img2poems |
arn
convey her unto the colonna palace
where i have pitched my banner | img2poems |
arn
each day each hour each minute shows me more
and more she loves me not | img2poems |
you are beautiful and brave
the first is much
for passion and the rest for vanity | img2poems |
now love in you is as the sun a thing
beyond you and your jealousy's of earth
a cloud of your own raising | img2poems |
or has it ceased to kick against the pricks
on shylock's shore behold them stand afresh
to cut from nation's hearts their pound of flesh | img2poems |
'suli's rock and parga's shore
exists the remnant of a line
such as the doric mothers bore | img2poems |
how salt his food who fares
upon another's bread how steep his path
who treadeth up and down another's stairs | img2poems |
immortal wellington with beak so curled
that foremost corporal of all the world
immortal wellington and flags unfurled | img2poems |
that my fancy strayed
the north and nature taught me to adore
your scenes sublime from those beloved before | img2poems |
as only a yet infant
as only an infantine world
as only a yet unweaned world | img2poems |
loud o'er the plain is heard the northern blast
mists shroud the hills and 'neath the growing gloom
the weary traveller shrinks and sighs for home | img2poems |
and since not even our rogers' praise
to common sense his thoughts could raise
why would they let him print his lays | img2poems |
to me divine apollo grant o
hermilda's first and second canto
i'm fitting up a new portmanteau | img2poems |
and thus to furnish decent lining
my own and others' bays i'm twining
so gentle thurlow throw me thine in | img2poems |
when rogers o'er this labour bent
their purest fire the muses lent
t' illustrate this sweet argument | img2poems |
how can you see me made
the scoff of such a gipsy
saucy jade | img2poems |
who shot the arrow
the poet-priest milman
or southey or barrow | img2poems |
i curse not for my heart is lost in thine
though thou forsakest a deceived thing
a dove forlorn and lost with sick unpruned wing | img2poems |
though i have found i will not rob thy nest
saving of thy sweet self if thou think'st well
to trust fair madeline to no rude infidel | img2poems |
saturn sat near the mother of the gods
in whose face was no joy though all the gods
gave from their hollow throats the name of saturn | img2poems |
the earth is glad: the merry lark has pour'd
his early song against yon breezy sky
that spreads so clear o'er our solemnity | img2poems |
these things with all their comfortings are given
to my down-sunken hours and with thee
sweet sister help to stem the ebbing sea | img2poems |
this said he rose faint-smiling like a star
through autumn mists and took peona's hand
they stept into the boat and launch'd from land | img2poems |
dew-dropping melody in the carian's ear
first heaven then hell and then forgotten clear
vanish'd in elemental passion | img2poems |
hither most gentle sleep
and soothing foil
for some few hours the coming solitude | img2poems |
they sound as through the whispering of trees
not native in such barren vaults
give ear | img2poems |
o moon
far-spooming ocean bows to thee
and tellus feels his forehead's cumbrous load | img2poems |
of squirrels foxes shy and antler'd deer
and birds from coverts innermost and drear
warbling for very joy mellifluous sorrow | img2poems |
my fever'd parchings up my scathing dread
met palsy half way: soon these limbs became
gaunt wither'd sapless feeble cramp'd and lame | img2poems |
he mark'd their brows and foreheads saw their hair
put sleekly on one side with nicest care
and each one's gentle wrists with reverence | img2poems |
speechless they eyed each other and about
the fair assembly wander'd to and fro
distracted with the richest overflow | img2poems |
all suddenly were silent
a soft blending
of dulcet instruments came charmingly | img2poems |
thee gentle lady did he disenthral
ye shall for ever live and love for all
thy tears are flowing | img2poems |
enlarge not to my hunger or i'm caught
in trammels of perverse deliciousness
no no that shall not be: thee will i bless | img2poems |
as they contribute to its character
as leader of the nations unto right
by thought or deed in service for mankind | img2poems |
to get the races by degrees together
to talk their grievance over in a voice
as gentle as a woman's | img2poems |
harvesting at cullowhee n
c
where the townhouse used to stand | img2poems |
they issue forth and we who never knew
till then how potent and how real they were
take them and wonder and so bless the hour | img2poems |
the glinting snowdrifts lie
there is no voice or living sound
the embers slowly die | img2poems |
aye thus it is
heaven gleams and then is gone
once twice it smiles and still we wander on | img2poems |
for one boy's sake
a poor girl's heart must break
so sweet so true and yet it could not be | img2poems |
hail his name for the new made light
pitch and the flesh of the galileans
torches fit for a roman night | img2poems |
art angry nino
'tis no monk that cries
but sweet leonora with her love-lit eyes | img2poems |
and yet i think he loved me too my mood
was not unpleasant to him though i know
at times i teased him with my flickering talk | img2poems |
tho' the biting north wind breaks
full across this drifted hold
watching westward as of old | img2poems |
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