The Three Ships As I went up the mountain-side The sea below me glitter'd wide, And, Eastward, far away, I spied On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day, The three great ships that take the tide On Christmas Day in the morning. Ye have heard the song, how thes.
Quotes about mountain-side (3 Quotes)
Time does not bring relief you all have lied Who told me time would ease me of my pain I miss him in the weeping of the rain I want him at the shrinking of the tide The old snows melt from every mountain-side, And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane But last year's bitter loving must remain Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide There are a hundred places where I fear To go, so with his memory they brim And entering with relief some quiet place Where never fell his foot or shone his face I say, There is no memory of him here And so stand stricken, so remembering him.
I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy, The sleepless soul that perished in his pride Of him who walked in glory and in joy, Following his plough, along the mountain-side. By our own spirits we are deified We Poets in our youth begin in gladness, But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.