The Leading English Poets from Chaucer to Browning: Ed., with Introduction, Biographies, and GlossaryLucius Hudson Holt Houghton Mifflin, 1915 - 918 sidor |
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... rest , will also want of might ? The Sunne , that measures heaven all day long , At night doth baite his steedes the ocean waves emong . XXXIII ' Then with the Sunne take , sir , your timely rest , And with new day new worke at once ...
... rest , will also want of might ? The Sunne , that measures heaven all day long , At night doth baite his steedes the ocean waves emong . XXXIII ' Then with the Sunne take , sir , your timely rest , And with new day new worke at once ...
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... rest , but did his stout heart eat , And wast his inward gall with deepe de- spight , Yrkesome of life , and too long lingring night . At last faire Hesperus in highest skie Had spent his lampe , and brought forth dawning light ; Then ...
... rest , but did his stout heart eat , And wast his inward gall with deepe de- spight , Yrkesome of life , and too long lingring night . At last faire Hesperus in highest skie Had spent his lampe , and brought forth dawning light ; Then ...
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... rest , Having both found a new friend you to aid , And lost an old foe , that did you molest : Better new friend then an old foe is said . ' With chaunge of chear the seeming simple maid Let fal her eien , as shamefast , to the earth ...
... rest , Having both found a new friend you to aid , And lost an old foe , that did you molest : Better new friend then an old foe is said . ' With chaunge of chear the seeming simple maid Let fal her eien , as shamefast , to the earth ...
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... rest her may . XV The day is spent , and commeth drowsie night , When every creature shrowded is in sleepe : Sad Una downe her laies in weary plight , And at her feete the lyon watch doth keepe : In stead of rest , she does lament , and ...
... rest her may . XV The day is spent , and commeth drowsie night , When every creature shrowded is in sleepe : Sad Una downe her laies in weary plight , And at her feete the lyon watch doth keepe : In stead of rest , she does lament , and ...
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... rest a while , Till morrow next , that I the Elfe subdew , And with Sansfoyes dead dowry you en- dew . ' ' Ay me ! that is a double death , ' she said , With proud foes sight my sorrow to re- new : Where ever yet I be , my secrete aide ...
... rest a while , Till morrow next , that I the Elfe subdew , And with Sansfoyes dead dowry you en- dew . ' ' Ay me ! that is a double death , ' she said , With proud foes sight my sorrow to re- new : Where ever yet I be , my secrete aide ...
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The Leading English Poets from Chaucer to Browning Lucius Hudson Holt Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1915 |
The Leading English Poets from Chaucer to Browning Lucius Hudson Holt Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1915 |
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Archimago arms beauty beneath blood breast breath bright Camelot clouds courser Dæmons dark dead dear death deep doth dread dream earth Elfin knight eternal eyes fair fate fear fire flowers Gareth gentle glory grace grone hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven Hell hill hope King lady Lady of Shalott Lancelot Lavaine light live look lord Lycidas maid mighty mind mordre morning mortal Muse never night nymph o'er once Oxus pain pride Publ rest rose round Samian wine Satan seem'd shade shine sight sing Sir Lancelot sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spake spirit star stept stood stream sweet Sylphs tears Thalestris thee thine things thou art thought thro trembling trew unto voice wave ween wild wind wings woods wyde youth
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Sida 447 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean, roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin, his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...
Sida 116 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising. Haply I think on thee,— and then my state (Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven's gate ; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings, That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Sida 528 - Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed : And on the pedestal these words appear : 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair !
Sida 337 - They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure...
Sida 567 - O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty," — that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
Sida 535 - I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
Sida 321 - Winds thwarting winds, bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The rocks that muttered close upon our ears, Black drizzling crags that spake by the way-side As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream, The unfettered clouds and region of the Heavens, Tumult and peace, the darkness and the light — Were all like workings of one mind, the features Of the same face, blossoms upon one tree ; Characters of the great Apocalypse, The...
Sida 762 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance! And the thick heavy spume-flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. * By Hasselt, Dirck groaned; and cried Joris, "Stay spur! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her, We'll remember at Aix...
Sida 228 - Peace to all such! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires ; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk...
Sida 417 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!