Poems of Places Oceana 1 V.; England 4; Scotland 3 V: Iceland, Switzerland, Greece, Russia, Asia, 3 America 5, Том 13 |
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... • J. E. Reade C. Strong J. Nichol 88881 86 88 89 90 91 THRASYMENE TIBER , THE RIVER . THE TIBER . TO THE TIBER . TO THE TIBER . Virgil A. Guidi W. Whitehead 91 93 • • 96 99 . 100 101 102 103 105 108 111 111 iv CONTENTS .
... • J. E. Reade C. Strong J. Nichol 88881 86 88 89 90 91 THRASYMENE TIBER , THE RIVER . THE TIBER . TO THE TIBER . TO THE TIBER . Virgil A. Guidi W. Whitehead 91 93 • • 96 99 . 100 101 102 103 105 108 111 111 iv CONTENTS .
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... strong , And they are dead ! One morning , as I went to glean the grain , I saw a bark in middle of the main ; It was a bark came steaming to the shore , And hoisted for its flag the tricolor . At Ponza's isle it stopped beneath the lea ...
... strong , And they are dead ! One morning , as I went to glean the grain , I saw a bark in middle of the main ; It was a bark came steaming to the shore , And hoisted for its flag the tricolor . At Ponza's isle it stopped beneath the lea ...
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... strong , And they are dead ! That morning I forgot to glean the grain , And set myself to follow in their train . Twice over they encountered the gens - d'armes , Twice over they despoiled them of their arms ; But when we came before ...
... strong , And they are dead ! That morning I forgot to glean the grain , And set myself to follow in their train . Twice over they encountered the gens - d'armes , Twice over they despoiled them of their arms ; But when we came before ...
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... strong wail and woman's cry Blent as the waters hurried by . On swept the whelming sea ; The mountains felt its shock , As the long cry of agony Thrilled through their towers of rock ; And echo round that fatal shore The death - wail of ...
... strong wail and woman's cry Blent as the waters hurried by . On swept the whelming sea ; The mountains felt its shock , As the long cry of agony Thrilled through their towers of rock ; And echo round that fatal shore The death - wail of ...
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... strong , doth come ; Swift as fire , tempestuously It sweeps into the affrighted sea ; In morning's smile its eddies coil , Its billows sparkle , toss , and boil , Torturing all its quiet light Into columns fierce and bright . The ...
... strong , doth come ; Swift as fire , tempestuously It sweeps into the affrighted sea ; In morning's smile its eddies coil , Its billows sparkle , toss , and boil , Torturing all its quiet light Into columns fierce and bright . The ...
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beauty beneath billows blood blue bower breast breath bright brow caves Christopher Pearse Cranch Clotho clouds crown dark dead deep domes doth dream earth eternal eyes fair fame flame flood flowers forever gaze glide glory glow gold golden gondolas grace green hand hath hear heart heaven hills immortal isle John Edmund Reade Joseph Addison lake land light Lord Lord Byron marble mighty mist mountains night o'er oars ocean once palace Percy Bysshe Shelley plain Posilipo purple rocks rose round ruined sacred sail Samuel Rogers Sanguinetto scene shade shadow shine shore silent Sirens Sirmio sleep smiles soft song SORRENTO soul spin stars stream sweet tell thee thine thou throne TIBER toil TORCELLO Tortona towers Ulysses Vallombrosa Veii Venice Verona vines voice W. D. Howells wall Walter Savage Landor wandering waters waves wild wind
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Стр. 212 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Стр. 142 - Shylock, we would have monies', You say so; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me, as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold; monies is your suit. What should I say to you? Should I not say, Hath a dog money? is it possible, A cur can lend three thousand ducats'?
Стр. 153 - There is a glorious city in the sea; The sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing; and the salt seaweed Clings to the marble of her palaces.
Стр. 84 - The roar of waters ! — from the headlong height Velino cleaves the wave-worn precipice ; The fall of waters ! rapid as the light The flashing mass foams shaking the abyss ; The hell of waters ! where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture ; while the sweat Of their great agony, wrung out from this Their Phlegethon, curls round the rocks of jet gird the gulf around, in pitiless horror set, LXX.
Стр. 160 - ON THE EXTINCTION OF THE VENETIAN REPUBLIC. ONCE did she hold the gorgeous East in fee ; And was the safeguard of the West : the worth Of Venice did not fall below her birth, Venice, the eldest Child of Liberty.
Стр. 144 - In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone — but Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — but Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget how Venice once was dear, The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy ! IV.
Стр. 141 - Signior Antonio, many a time and oft In the Rialto you have rated me About my moneys and my usances : Still have I borne it with a patient shrug ; For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.
Стр. 84 - And mounts in spray the skies, and thence again Returns in an unceasing shower, which round, With its unemptied cloud of gentle rain, Is an eternal April to the ground, Making it all one emerald : — how profound The gulf ! and how the giant element From rock to rock leaps with delirious bound, Crushing the cliffs, which, downward worn and rent, With his fierce footsteps, yield in chasms a fearful vent LXXI.
Стр. 141 - And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well, then, it now appears you need my help: Go to, then; you come to me, and you say, Shylock, we would have moneys...
Стр. 144 - Rising with her tiara of proud towers At airy distance, with majestic motion, A ruler of the waters and their powers : And such she was ; — her daughters had their dowers From spoils of nations, and the exhaustless East Pour'd in her lap all gems in sparkling showers. In purple was she robed, and of her feast Monarchs partook, and deem'd their dignity increased. In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier...