By-ways Among BooksW. Rae, 1900 - Всего страниц: 193 |
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... wonder- ful chain of personal reminiscences which accompanies the whole course of French history . A third brother , Bishop of Le Mans , turned the family talent in the direction of floriculture . A cousin of these men , or , as some ...
... wonder- ful chain of personal reminiscences which accompanies the whole course of French history . A third brother , Bishop of Le Mans , turned the family talent in the direction of floriculture . A cousin of these men , or , as some ...
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... wonder that his wish to set his foot in the Eternal City is described as a " burning desire . " We have an interesting glimpse of Wilson during his visit to London , walking with Dr. Starkey in the garden of Antonius Bonvisius , a man ...
... wonder that his wish to set his foot in the Eternal City is described as a " burning desire . " We have an interesting glimpse of Wilson during his visit to London , walking with Dr. Starkey in the garden of Antonius Bonvisius , a man ...
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... proud and eager spirits that worked there in secret , yet in triumph , we wonder whether a vision ever swam before their eyes of generation after generation ever widening and glorifying their discovery ; BOOKS AND BOOK - HUNTING 41.
... proud and eager spirits that worked there in secret , yet in triumph , we wonder whether a vision ever swam before their eyes of generation after generation ever widening and glorifying their discovery ; BOOKS AND BOOK - HUNTING 41.
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... wonder and admi- ration of the world . He seems to have had a genius for administration and the division of labour , for he had several presses going at the same time , and had brought into his service some of the finest scholars in ...
... wonder and admi- ration of the world . He seems to have had a genius for administration and the division of labour , for he had several presses going at the same time , and had brought into his service some of the finest scholars in ...
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... is in fact the heroine of the story which the poet has got to tell us , there is less wonder at his ecstacy . So with Keats , the moon is his heroine - the poem is conceived But in her praise . There is , of course JOHN KEATS 79.
... is in fact the heroine of the story which the poet has got to tell us , there is less wonder at his ecstacy . So with Keats , the moon is his heroine - the poem is conceived But in her praise . There is , of course JOHN KEATS 79.
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Стр. 91 - Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
Стр. 93 - In a drear-nighted December Too happy, happy Tree Thy branches ne'er remember Their green felicity : The north cannot undo them With a sleety whistle through them, Nor frozen thawings glue them From budding at the prime. In a drear-nighted December Too happy, happy Brook Thy bubblings ne'er remember Apollo's summer look; But with a sweet forgetting They stay their crystal fretting, Never, never petting About the frozen time.
Стр. 75 - Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Looked at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Стр. 89 - Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limped trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold; Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seemed taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith.
Стр. 88 - And she forgot the stars, the moon, and sun, And she forgot the blue above the trees, And she forgot the dells where waters run, And she forgot the chilly autumn breeze...
Стр. 131 - Thy borders are in the midst of the seas, thy builders have perfected thy beauty. They have made all thy ship boards of fir trees of Senir: they have taken cedars from Lebanon to make masts for thee. Of the oaks of Bashan have they made thine oars; the company of the Ashurites have made thy benches of ivory, brought out of the isles of Chittim.
Стр. 87 - Then in a silken scarf, — sweet with the dews Of precious flowers pluck'd in Araby, And divine liquids come with odorous ooze Through the cold serpent-pipe refreshfully, She wrapp'd it up; and for its tomb did choose A garden-pot, wherein she laid it by, And cover'd it with mould, and o'er it set Sweet Basil, which her tears kept ever wet.
Стр. 125 - And they sat down to eat bread ; and they lifted up their eyes, and looked, and behold, a company of Ishmaelites came from Gilead with their camels, bearing spicery, and balm, and myrrh, going to carry it down to Egypt.
Стр. 78 - Who lov'st to see the hamadryads dress Their ruffled locks where meeting hazels darken ; And through whole solemn hours dost sit, and hearken The dreary melody of bedded reeds — In desolate places, where dank moisture breeds...
Стр. 157 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.