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Pàgina 14
... Cloud , 62. The Arab - Maid's Song , Mrs. Hemans , 125 • J. Montgomery , 126 • · Bryant , 127 • Coleridge , 128 • · · Wordsworth , Byron , 130 132 • · J. C. Mangan , 133 • Macaulay , 135 . • Shelley , 137 • Longfellow , 138 Hood ...
... Cloud , 62. The Arab - Maid's Song , Mrs. Hemans , 125 • J. Montgomery , 126 • · Bryant , 127 • Coleridge , 128 • · · Wordsworth , Byron , 130 132 • · J. C. Mangan , 133 • Macaulay , 135 . • Shelley , 137 • Longfellow , 138 Hood ...
Pàgina 37
... cloud begirt with ivy round I saw a sturdy oak creep on the ground I saw a daisy swallow up a whale I saw the brackish sea brimful of ale I I saw a phial - glass sixteen yards deep I saw a well full of men's tears to weep I saw man's ...
... cloud begirt with ivy round I saw a sturdy oak creep on the ground I saw a daisy swallow up a whale I saw the brackish sea brimful of ale I I saw a phial - glass sixteen yards deep I saw a well full of men's tears to weep I saw man's ...
Pàgina 40
... cloud he hung for a while on the declivities of the mountains - Whilst the authors of all these evils were idly and stupidly gazing_on this menacing meteor which blackened all the horizon it suddenly burst and poured down the whole of ...
... cloud he hung for a while on the declivities of the mountains - Whilst the authors of all these evils were idly and stupidly gazing_on this menacing meteor which blackened all the horizon it suddenly burst and poured down the whole of ...
Pàgina 63
... cloud which the Supreme Being has made împenetrable to mortal eye . If you are wise , you must not appear to know what you know . Good friends , sweet friends , let me not stir you up To such a sudden flood of muŭtiny . They that have ...
... cloud which the Supreme Being has made împenetrable to mortal eye . If you are wise , you must not appear to know what you know . Good friends , sweet friends , let me not stir you up To such a sudden flood of muŭtiny . They that have ...
Pàgina 106
... clouds slow meeting , mingle into solid gloom . Now , while the drowsy world lies lost in sleep , let me associate with the serious Night , and Contemplation , her sedate compeer ; let me shake off the intrusive cares of day , and lay ...
... clouds slow meeting , mingle into solid gloom . Now , while the drowsy world lies lost in sleep , let me associate with the serious Night , and Contemplation , her sedate compeer ; let me shake off the intrusive cares of day , and lay ...
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The Modern Reader and Speaker: A Selection of Poetry and Prose from the ... Visualització completa - 1878 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 62 - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility ? revenge : If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The villainy, you teach me, I will execute; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.
Pàgina 302 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Pàgina 131 - All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains; and of all that we behold From this green earth ; of all the mighty world Of eye, and ear, — both what they half create, And what perceive...
Pàgina 186 - Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self ! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: — do I wake or sleep?
Pàgina 358 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered 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 looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Pàgina 419 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Pàgina 287 - There is no retreat, but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged! Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable — and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come. It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace — but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it...
Pàgina 302 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Pàgina 130 - These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart ; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration...
Pàgina 184 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...