Rimini: And Other PoemsW.D. Ticknor & Company, 1844 - 123 pàgines |
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Pàgina 7
... smoothed , and all the street attired , They take their seats , with upward gaze admired ; Some looking down , some forwards or aside , Some re - adjusting tresses newly tied , Some turning a trim waist , or o'er the flow Of crimson ...
... smoothed , and all the street attired , They take their seats , with upward gaze admired ; Some looking down , some forwards or aside , Some re - adjusting tresses newly tied , Some turning a trim waist , or o'er the flow Of crimson ...
Pàgina 23
... It was a lovely evening , fit to close A lovely day , and brilliant in repose . Warm , but not dim , a glow was in the air ; The softened breeze came smoothing here and there ; And every tree , in passing , one by one STORY OF RIMINI . 23.
... It was a lovely evening , fit to close A lovely day , and brilliant in repose . Warm , but not dim , a glow was in the air ; The softened breeze came smoothing here and there ; And every tree , in passing , one by one STORY OF RIMINI . 23.
Pàgina 58
... Smoothed o'er him now and then , ' twas not so long . Next night , as sullenly awake he lay , Considering what to do the approaching day , He heard his wife say something in her sleep : - He shook and listened ; she began to weep ...
... Smoothed o'er him now and then , ' twas not so long . Next night , as sullenly awake he lay , Considering what to do the approaching day , He heard his wife say something in her sleep : - He shook and listened ; she began to weep ...
Pàgina 75
... smoothing and sleek , Yet his look with the reach of past ages was wise , And the soul of eternity thought through his eyes . I would not say more , lest my climax should lose ; - Yet how I have mention'd those lamps of the Muse , I can ...
... smoothing and sleek , Yet his look with the reach of past ages was wise , And the soul of eternity thought through his eyes . I would not say more , lest my climax should lose ; - Yet how I have mention'd those lamps of the Muse , I can ...
Pàgina 84
... smoothing his frown , Bade Southey take warning , and let him sit down ; But the rest of Bob's friends , too ambitious to flinch , Stood fixing their faces , and stirred not an inch ; While Sam , looking soft and politely dejected ...
... smoothing his frown , Bade Southey take warning , and let him sit down ; But the rest of Bob's friends , too ambitious to flinch , Stood fixing their faces , and stirred not an inch ; While Sam , looking soft and politely dejected ...
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ABOU BEN ADHEM Apollo bards birds blush bower breath bride bright brother burst CANTO cheeks citron comes cried crowd curls delight door dropt eyes face fair fancy feel felt flowers Francesca friends gathering gentle Giovanni grave green Guido hair half HAMPSTEAD hand head hear heard heart heaven horse hour hushed King Ban kiss ladies leafy Leander leaped light lips look look'd lordly lovers lute Malatesta marriage morning night noise o'er once pain panther pass Paulo Phoebus poet pray pride prince princess Ravenna ride rill Rimini rose round scarcely scorn seemed shade shew sigh sight silence sleep smile smoothing song sorrow sound spoke squires steed stood strain struck sudden sweet sword tears tell thee things thought took touched trees trembling Tristan trumpets turned twas twixt visage voice wake wild thing wind young
Passatges populars
Pàgina 122 - mongst them sat the Count de Lorge, with one for whom he sighed : And truly 'twas a gallant thing to see that crowning show, Valor and love, and a king above, and the royal beasts below.
Pàgina 36 - Who had been beguiled — she who was made Within a gentle bosom to be laid— To bless and to be blessed— to be heart-bare To one who found his bettered likeness there — To think for ever with him, like a bride — To haunt his eye, like taste personified — To double his delight, to share his sorrow. And like a morning beam, wake to him every morrow?
Pàgina 122 - ... twas a gallant thing to see that crowning show: Valor and love, and a king above, and the royal beasts below. Ramped and roared the lions, with horrid laughing jaws; They bit, they glared, gave blows like beams, a wind went with their paws ; With wallowing might and stifled roar they rolled on one another.
Pàgina 114 - GREEN little vaulter in the sunny grass, Catching your heart up at the feel of June; Sole voice that's heard amidst the lazy noon, When even the bees lag at the summoning brass; And you, warm little housekeeper, who class With those who think the candles come too soon, Loving the fire, and with your tricksome tune Nick the glad silent moments as they pass...
Pàgina 123 - He surely would do wondrous things to show his love of me; King, ladies, lovers, all look on; the occasion is divine; I'll drop my glove to prove his love; great glory will be mine.
Pàgina 6 - ... delicious time are singing, Darting with freaks and snatches up and down, Where the light woods go seaward from the town; While happy faces, striking through the green Of leafy roads, at every turn are seen; And the far ships, lifting their sails of white Like joyful hands, come up with scattery light, Come gleaming up, true to the wished-for day, And chase the whistling brine, and swirl into the bay.
Pàgina 26 - Various the trees and passing foliage here, — Wild pear, and oak, and dusky juniper, With briony between in trails of white, And ivy, and the suckle's streaky light, And moss, warm gleaming with a sudden mark, Like growths of sunshine left upon the bark ; And still the pine, flat-topped and dark and tall, In lordly right predominant o'er all.
Pàgina 6 - Yearns the deep talk, the ready laugh ascends : Callings, and clapping doors, and curs unite, And shouts from mere exuberance of delight, And armed bands, making important way, Gallant and grave, the lords of holiday, And nodding neighbours, greeting as they run, And pilgrims, chanting in the morning sun.
Pàgina 46 - twas a temple, as its sculpture told, Built to the Nymphs that haunted there of old ; For o'er the door was carved a sacrifice By girls and shepherds brought, with reverend eyes, Of sylvan drinks and foods, simple and sweet, And goats with struggling horns and planted...
Pàgina 50 - So sat she fixed; and so observed was she Of one, who at the door stood tenderly, Paulo, - who from a window seeing her Go straight across the lawn, and guessing where, Had thought she was in tears, and found, that day, His usual efforts vain to keep away. 580 'May I come in?