The Poetical Works of Leigh HuntE. Moxon, 1832 - 361 pàgines |
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Pàgina 26
... cries ; For some too shrewdly guessed , and some were vexed At the dull day , and some the whole perplexed ; And all great pity thought it to divide Two that seemed made for bridegroom and for bride . Ev'n she , whose heart this strange ...
... cries ; For some too shrewdly guessed , and some were vexed At the dull day , and some the whole perplexed ; And all great pity thought it to divide Two that seemed made for bridegroom and for bride . Ev'n she , whose heart this strange ...
Pàgina 27
... cried , But in her throat the leaping accents died , And , waving with her hand a vain adieu , She dropt her veil , and backwarder withdrew , And let the kindly tears their own good course pursue . It was a lovely evening , fit to close ...
... cried , But in her throat the leaping accents died , And , waving with her hand a vain adieu , She dropt her veil , and backwarder withdrew , And let the kindly tears their own good course pursue . It was a lovely evening , fit to close ...
Pàgina 80
... cried he , " there . " The word smote crushingly ; and paler still , He bowed , and moved his lips , as waiting on his will . Giovanni turned , and down the stairs they bend ; The squires , with looks of sad surprise , attend ; Then ...
... cried he , " there . " The word smote crushingly ; and paler still , He bowed , and moved his lips , as waiting on his will . Giovanni turned , and down the stairs they bend ; The squires , with looks of sad surprise , attend ; Then ...
Pàgina 83
... cried Paulo , " ' tis not so ; " But I would save you from a further woe . ' " A further woe , recreant ! " retorted he : " I know of none : yes , one there still may be ; " Save me the woe , save me the dire disgrace " Of seeing one of ...
... cried Paulo , " ' tis not so ; " But I would save you from a further woe . ' " A further woe , recreant ! " retorted he : " I know of none : yes , one there still may be ; " Save me the woe , save me the dire disgrace " Of seeing one of ...
Pàgina 84
... cries Giovanni ; " I require " No teacher here , but an observant squire . " " Back , Tristan , " Paulo cries ; " fear not for me ; " All is not worst that so appears to thee . " And here , " said he , " a word . " The poor youth came ...
... cries Giovanni ; " I require " No teacher here , but an observant squire . " " Back , Tristan , " Paulo cries ; " fear not for me ; " All is not worst that so appears to thee . " And here , " said he , " a word . " The poor youth came ...
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Alcmena ALMANZOR amor Amphitryon Ariosto Bacchus beauty bless breath bride brother CANTO chidden cried dance dear delight Della Cruscan dreadful drink Evoè eyes face fair fancy fear feel felt flowers frottole gentle Giovanni golden grace green hair half hand head heart HERO AND LEANDER heroic couplet IMOGEN king King Ban kiss knight ladies light lips locks look look'd lord lovers Montepulciano nature never o'er ogni once pain panther Paulo Phoebus Pindo PIRITHOUS poem poetry poets pride prince Proserpina Quei Ravenna rhyme rose round scarcely scorn seemed shade shew sigh sight sing Sirmio sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit squires STORY OF RIMINI sweet sword Tartarus tazze tears thee Theocritus thing thou thought Tiresias took Trebbiano trees truth turn Tuscany twas verses voice wine word δὲ καὶ
Passatges populars
Pàgina xxi - Waller was smooth ; but Dryden taught to join The varying verse, the full resounding line, The long majestic march, and energy divine : Though still some traces of our rustic vein And splay-foot verse remain'd, and will remain.
Pàgina xx - Till you, the best Vitruvius, come at length, Our beauties equal, but excel our strength. Firm Doric pillars found your solid base, The fair Corinthian crowns the higher space; Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
Pàgina xxix - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To lose good days, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow; To have thy prince's grace, yet want her peers...
Pàgina xxxv - Eternal HOPE ! when yonder spheres sublime Peal'd their first notes to sound the march of Time, Thy joyous youth began — but not to fade. — When all the sister planets have...
Pàgina 225 - O quid solutis est beatius curis? Cum mens onus reponit, ac peregrino Lahore fessi venimus larem ad nostrum, Desideratoque acquiescimus lecto. Hoc est quod unum est pro laboribus tantis.
Pàgina 249 - Chiare, fresche e dolci acque, ove le belle membra pose colei che sola a me par donna; gentil ramo ove piacque (con sospir mi rimembra) a lei di fare al bel fianco colonna; erba e fior che la gonna leggiadra ricoverse co l'angelico seno; aere sacro sereno ove Amor co' begli occhi il cor m'aperse: date udìenzia insieme a le dolenti mie parole estreme.
Pàgina 255 - 1 suo grembo; Et ella si sedea Umile in tanta gloria, Coverta già de l'amoroso nembo. Qual fior cadea sul lembo, Qual su le treccie bionde, Ch'oro forbito e perle Eran quel dì a vederle ; Qual si posava in terra, e qual su l'onde ; Qual con un vago errore Girando parea dir: 'Qui regna Amore.
Pàgina 276 - What pleases is permitted. Then among streams and flowers The little winged powers Went singing carols without torch or bow; The nymphs and shepherds sat Mingling with innocent chat Sports and low whispers; and with whispers low, Kisses that would not go. The maiden, budding o'er, Kept not her bloom uneyed, Which now a veil must hide, Nor the crisp apples which her bosom bore; And oftentimes, in river or in lake, The lover and his love their merry bath would take. 'Twas...
Pàgina 273 - LOVELY age of gold ! Not that the rivers rolled With milk, or that the woods wept honeydew; Not that the ready ground Produced without a wound, Or the mild serpent had no tooth that slew , Not that a cloudless blue For ever was in sight, Or that the heaven, which burns And now is cold by turns, Looked out in glad and everlasting light ; No, nor that even the insolent ships from far Brought war to no new lands, nor riches worse than war...
Pàgina 256 - How often then I said, .. Inward, and filled with dread, "Doubtless this creature came from paradise !" For at her look the while, Her voice, and her sweet smile And heavenly air, truth parted from mine eyes; So that, with long-drawn sighs, I said, as far from men, " How came I here, and when ?