Matthew Arnold

Matthew Arnold

1,000 карма
United Kingdom (Great Britain)

The Song of Callicles

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GH the black, rushing smoke-bursts,        Thick breaks the red flame
All Etna heaves fiercely        Her forest-clothed frame
Not here,
O Apollo
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Thyrsis A Monody

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How changed is here each spot man makes or fills
In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village street its haunted mansion lacks, And from the sign is gone Sibylla's name, And from the roofs the twisted chimney-stacks— Are ye too cha...
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Consolation

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Mist clogs the sunshine
Smoky dwarf
Hem me round everywhere;
A vague
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To Marguerite continued

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Yes
in the sea of life enisled,
With echoing straits between us thrown,
Dotting the shoreless watery wild,
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The Forsaken Merman

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Come, dear children, let us away;
Down and away below
Now my brothers call from the bay,
Now the great winds shoreward blow,
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The Church Of Brou

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LE  Down the Savoy valleys sounding,  Echoing round this castle old,  'Mid the distant mountain-chalets  Hark
what bell for church is toll'd
In the bright October morning  Savoy's Duke had left his bride
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The Pagan World

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In his cool hall, with haggard eyes,
The Roman noble lay;
He drove abroad, in furious guise,
Along the Appian way
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