A Physician's anthology of English and American poetryCasey Albert Wood H. Milford, Oxford University Press, 1920 - Всего страниц: 346 |
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... passion and knowledge the vast empire of human society , as it is spread over the whole earth and over all time . ' This collection is based upon the theory of Goethe that the only inspired poem is the short ' occasional poem ' . The ...
... passion and knowledge the vast empire of human society , as it is spread over the whole earth and over all time . ' This collection is based upon the theory of Goethe that the only inspired poem is the short ' occasional poem ' . The ...
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... passions that for ever ebb and flow ; Shall I not joy youth's heats are left behind , And breathe more happy in an even clime ? Ah no ! for then I shall begin to find A thousand virtues in this hated time . Then I shall wish its ...
... passions that for ever ebb and flow ; Shall I not joy youth's heats are left behind , And breathe more happy in an even clime ? Ah no ! for then I shall begin to find A thousand virtues in this hated time . Then I shall wish its ...
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... passionate desire O'er the sea and to the stars I send : ' Ye who from childhood my up have calmed me , Calm me , ah , compose me to the end . 6 Ah , once more , ' I cried , ' ye stars , ye waters , On my heart your mighty charm renew ...
... passionate desire O'er the sea and to the stars I send : ' Ye who from childhood my up have calmed me , Calm me , ah , compose me to the end . 6 Ah , once more , ' I cried , ' ye stars , ye waters , On my heart your mighty charm renew ...
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... passion , With thinking that he feels no smart , That sues for no compassion . Silence in love bewrays more woe Than words , though ne'er so witty : A beggar that is dumb , you know , May challenge double pity . Then wrong not , dearest ...
... passion , With thinking that he feels no smart , That sues for no compassion . Silence in love bewrays more woe Than words , though ne'er so witty : A beggar that is dumb , you know , May challenge double pity . Then wrong not , dearest ...
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... passion have most power They are , like Turks , but slaves the more To th ' absolute will , that with a breath , Has sovran power of life and death , And , as its little interests move , Could turn ' em all to hate or love , For nothing ...
... passion have most power They are , like Turks , but slaves the more To th ' absolute will , that with a breath , Has sovran power of life and death , And , as its little interests move , Could turn ' em all to hate or love , For nothing ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON Artemidora ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH beauty brave breast breath bright canst charm clouds DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth EDWARD HARTPOLE LECKY EMILY BRONTË eternal eyes face fair fame fate fear feel fire flowers glory grave grief hand hath hear heart Heaven honoured hope hour John labour land leaves life's light live Mally's MATTHEW ARNOLD never night o'er Osler pain pass passion peace PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY poet praise RALPH WALDO EMERSON RECUSANTS AND STANDARD-BEARERS rest ROBERT BROWNING rose sigh sight silent sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit spring stars Strangers strife sweet sword tears thee thine things THOMAS CAMPION thou art thought truth voice W. B. Yeats WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR weary weep WILLIAM EDWARD HARTPOLE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings youth
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Стр. 131 - Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Стр. 200 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Стр. 117 - TO HELEN Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome.
Стр. 121 - SHE was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Стр. 286 - O but they say the tongues of dying men Enforce attention like deep harmony: Where words are scarce, they are seldom spent in vain. For they breathe truth that breathe their words in pain.
Стр. 195 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom— Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind.
Стр. 135 - Ah, did you once see Shelley plain, And did he stop and speak to you, And did you speak to him again? How strange it seems and new!
Стр. 291 - FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe ; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Стр. 293 - Dark mother always gliding near with soft feet, Have none chanted for thee a chant of fullest welcome? Then I chant it for thee, I glorify thee above all, I bring thee a song that when thou must indeed come, come unfalteringly.
Стр. 201 - They parted — ne'er to meet again ! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder ; A dreary sea now flows between. But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.