From Milton to Tennyson: Masterpieces of English PoetryLouis Du Pont Syle Allyn and Bacon, 1894 - 306 páginas |
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... Alkestis lives And sees the light still , Pelias ' child to me To all , conspicuously the best of wives That ever was toward husband in this world ! Hears anyone or wail beneath the roof , Or hands that strike each other , or the groan ...
... Alkestis lives And sees the light still , Pelias ' child to me To all , conspicuously the best of wives That ever was toward husband in this world ! Hears anyone or wail beneath the roof , Or hands that strike each other , or the groan ...
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... Alkestis ' self , The consecrated lady , borne to look Her last and let the living look their last She at the sun , we at Alkestis . Sun , and thou light of day , and heavenly dance O ' the fleet cloud - figure ! " ( so her passion ...
... Alkestis ' self , The consecrated lady , borne to look Her last and let the living look their last She at the sun , we at Alkestis . Sun , and thou light of day , and heavenly dance O ' the fleet cloud - figure ! " ( so her passion ...
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... Alkestis then continues : ] 66 O children , now yourselves have heard these things- Your father saying he will never wed 150 Another woman to be over you , Nor yet dishonor me ! " " And now at least 4 I say it , and I will accomplish ...
... Alkestis then continues : ] 66 O children , now yourselves have heard these things- Your father saying he will never wed 150 Another woman to be over you , Nor yet dishonor me ! " " And now at least 4 I say it , and I will accomplish ...
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... Alkestis , when ] 66 My hosts here ! " A great voice - 165 170 175 Mnce of Herackily Oh , the thrill that ran through us ! Never was aught so good and opportune ! As that great interrupting voice . For see ! Here maundered this ...
... Alkestis , when ] 66 My hosts here ! " A great voice - 165 170 175 Mnce of Herackily Oh , the thrill that ran through us ! Never was aught so good and opportune ! As that great interrupting voice . For see ! Here maundered this ...
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... Alkestis and so end our dream . 385 Could they have really left Alkestis lone I ' the wayside sepulchre ? Home , all save she ? 390 And when Admetos felt that it was so , By 264 BROWNING .
... Alkestis and so end our dream . 385 Could they have really left Alkestis lone I ' the wayside sepulchre ? Home , all save she ? 390 And when Admetos felt that it was so , By 264 BROWNING .
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Página 194 - Is lightened ; that serene and blessed mood In which the affections gently lead us on, Until the breath of this corporeal frame, And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul; While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Página 197 - From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings.
Página 71 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn. Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Página 114 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Página 18 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward.
Página 17 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our Fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
Página 9 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Página 169 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret...
Página 150 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Página 124 - My lips were wet, my throat was cold, My garments all were dank ; Sure I had drunken in my dreams, And still my body drank.