The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by Various Writers and a General Introduction, Volum 4Macmillan, 1881 |
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Pàgina 40
... smiles , by human kindness bred ! And seemliness complete , that sways Thy courtesies , about thee plays ; With no restraint , but such as springs From quick and eager visitings Of thoughts that lie beyond the reach Of thy few words of ...
... smiles , by human kindness bred ! And seemliness complete , that sways Thy courtesies , about thee plays ; With no restraint , but such as springs From quick and eager visitings Of thoughts that lie beyond the reach Of thy few words of ...
Pàgina 50
... smiles . And now I see with eye serene The very pulse of the machine ; A Being breathing thoughtful breath , A traveller between life and death ; The reason firm , the temperate will , Endurance , foresight , strength , and skill ; A ...
... smiles . And now I see with eye serene The very pulse of the machine ; A Being breathing thoughtful breath , A traveller between life and death ; The reason firm , the temperate will , Endurance , foresight , strength , and skill ; A ...
Pàgina 53
... smile upon thy face : Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads ; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong ; And the most ancient heavens , through Thee , are fresh and strong . To humbler functions ...
... smile upon thy face : Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads ; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong ; And the most ancient heavens , through Thee , are fresh and strong . To humbler functions ...
Pàgina 92
... smiling circle emulous to please ; There may these gentle guests delight to dwell , And bless the scene they loved in life so well ! Oh thou ! with whom my heart was wont to share From Reason's dawn each pleasure and each care ; With ...
... smiling circle emulous to please ; There may these gentle guests delight to dwell , And bless the scene they loved in life so well ! Oh thou ! with whom my heart was wont to share From Reason's dawn each pleasure and each care ; With ...
Pàgina 94
... smile into his dinnerless face . ' Blame not a Poet , Signor , for his zeal— When all are on the wing , who would be last ? The splendour of thy name has gone before thee ; And Italy from sea to sea exults , As well indeed she may ! But ...
... smile into his dinnerless face . ' Blame not a Poet , Signor , for his zeal— When all are on the wing , who would be last ? The splendour of thy name has gone before thee ; And Italy from sea to sea exults , As well indeed she may ! But ...
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The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by ..., Volum 4 Thomas Humphry Ward Visualització completa - 1900 |
The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by ..., Volum 4 Matthew Arnold Visualització completa - 1881 |
The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by ..., Volum 4 Thomas Humphry Ward Visualització completa - 1905 |
Frases i termes més freqüents
ballads beauty beneath blank verse Bothie of Tober-na-Vuolich breast breath bright Brignall brow Byron Charles Lamb Childe Harold cloud cold Coleridge County Guy dark dead dear death deep delight dream earth EDWARD DOWDEN Emily Brontë eyes fair fear feel flowers gaze gentle grave green hand happy Hartley Coleridge hast hath hear heard heart heaven Heigho hills hour human Keats lady lake Leigh Hunt light live look mind moon morn mortal mountains nature ne'er never night o'er once passion poems poet poetic poetry Prometheus Unbound Roncesvalles rose round Samian wine scene shade Shelley sigh silent sing sleep smile song sonnets sorrow soul spirit stars stood stream sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought trees Twas verse voice wandering Water-Babies wave well-a-day wild wind Wordsworth youth
Passatges populars
Pàgina 459 - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: — Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Pàgina 28 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
Pàgina 324 - NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning.
Pàgina 60 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind ; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be, In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering, In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Pàgina 386 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear: If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, • Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now.
Pàgina 457 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Pàgina 454 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Pàgina 376 - Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams The blue Mediterranean, where he lay, Lulled by the coil of his crystalline streams, Beside a pumice isle in Baiae's bay, And saw in sleep old palaces and towers Quivering within the wave's intenser day, All overgrown with azure moss and flowers So sweet, the sense faints picturing them!
Pàgina 383 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Pàgina 41 - REAPER Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass ! Reaping and singing by herself ; Stop here, or gently pass ! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain ; O listen ! for the vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.