Poems, Dialogues in Verse and Epigrams By Walter Savage Landor: Edited with notes by Charles G. Crump |
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CLX.
[Ye little household gods, that make]
Ye little household gods, that make
My heart leap lighter with your play,
And never let it sink or ache,
Unless you are too far away;
My heart leap lighter with your play,
And never let it sink or ache,
Unless you are too far away;
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Eight years have flown, and never yet
One day has risen up between
The kisses of my earlier pet,
And few the hours he was not seen.
One day has risen up between
The kisses of my earlier pet,
And few the hours he was not seen.
How can I call to you from Rome?
Will mamma teach what babbo said?
Have ye not heard him talk at home
About the city of the dead?
Will mamma teach what babbo said?
Have ye not heard him talk at home
About the city of the dead?
Marvellous tales will babbo tell,
If you don't clasp his throat too tight,
Tales which you, Arnold, will love well,
Tho' Julia's cheek turns pale with fright.
If you don't clasp his throat too tight,
Tales which you, Arnold, will love well,
Tho' Julia's cheek turns pale with fright.
How, swimming o'er the Tiber, Clelia
Headed the rescued virgin train;
And, loftier virtue! how Cornelia
Lived when her two brave sons were slain.
Headed the rescued virgin train;
And, loftier virtue! how Cornelia
Lived when her two brave sons were slain.
This is my birthday: may ye waltze
Till mamma cracks her best guitar!
Yours are true pleasures; those are false
We wise ones follow from afar.
Till mamma cracks her best guitar!
Yours are true pleasures; those are false
We wise ones follow from afar.
What shall I bring you? would you like
Urn, image, glass, red, yellow, blue,
Stricken by Time, who soon must strike
As deep the heart that beats for you.
Urn, image, glass, red, yellow, blue,
Stricken by Time, who soon must strike
As deep the heart that beats for you.
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