Poems of Places: ItalyHenry Wadsworth Longfellow J.R. Osgood and Company, 1877 |
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... sail , whence lies our way to Italy , The shortest course by sea . Meanwhile the sun Goes down ; the shadowy ... sails . And now Aurora reddens in the east ; The stars INTRODUCTORY ITALY.
... sail , whence lies our way to Italy , The shortest course by sea . Meanwhile the sun Goes down ; the shadowy ... sails . And now Aurora reddens in the east ; The stars INTRODUCTORY ITALY.
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... sails , and turn our prows to land . Virgil . Tr . C. P. Cranch . PRAISES OF ITALY . ET nor the Median groves , nor rivers rolled , YET Ganges and Hermus , o'er their beds of gold , Nor Ind , nor Bactra , nor the blissful land Where ...
... sails , and turn our prows to land . Virgil . Tr . C. P. Cranch . PRAISES OF ITALY . ET nor the Median groves , nor rivers rolled , YET Ganges and Hermus , o'er their beds of gold , Nor Ind , nor Bactra , nor the blissful land Where ...
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... sail . By night , we quarter on the sandy shore , And myrtle groves for evening homes explore . With oars up - propped on oars we rear a shed , The pole , transversely , roofs it overhead . With dawn we rowed along the calmy tide , Yet ...
... sail . By night , we quarter on the sandy shore , And myrtle groves for evening homes explore . With oars up - propped on oars we rear a shed , The pole , transversely , roofs it overhead . With dawn we rowed along the calmy tide , Yet ...
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... sail with speed , While shines the dawn - star on his rosy steed . Next its dim mountains Corsica displayed , Their cloud - capt heads were blended into shade ; As fades the dubious moon with crescent light , And veiled in gloom eludes ...
... sail with speed , While shines the dawn - star on his rosy steed . Next its dim mountains Corsica displayed , Their cloud - capt heads were blended into shade ; As fades the dubious moon with crescent light , And veiled in gloom eludes ...
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... sails and inward glows With daring thoughts , above the watery plains He flies , to ask the lovely vessel's freight , And finds the Queen of Beauty there in state . * * * The low flat coast of Ostia had receded , And Anzio risen to view ...
... sails and inward glows With daring thoughts , above the watery plains He flies , to ask the lovely vessel's freight , And finds the Queen of Beauty there in state . * * * The low flat coast of Ostia had receded , And Anzio risen to view ...
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Стр. 166 - mid the steep sky's commotion, Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed, Shook from the tangled boughs of heaven and ocean, Angels of rain and lightning ! there are spread On the blue surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm.
Стр. 167 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Стр. 165 - O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air) With living hues and odours plain and hill: Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere; Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh, hear!
Стр. 167 - The blue Mediterranean, where he lay, Lulled by the coil of his crystalline streams, Beside a pumice isle in Baiae's bay, And saw in sleep old palaces and towers Quivering within the wave's intenser day, All overgrown with azure moss, and flowers So sweet, the sense faints picturing them!
Стр. 235 - When on an idle day, a day of search 'Mid the old lumber in the gallery, That mouldering chest was noticed ; and 'twas said By one as young, as thoughtless as Ginevra, "Why not remove it from its lurking place...
Стр. 28 - With venerable grandeur mark the scene. Could Nature's bounty satisfy the breast. The sons of Italy were surely blest : Whatever fruits in different climes...
Стр. 255 - The breath of the moist earth is light, Around its unexpanded buds ; Like many a voice of one delight, The winds, the birds, the ocean floods, The City's voice itself, is soft like Solitude's.
Стр. 165 - O WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill...
Стр. 118 - The rough, dark-skirted wilderness ; The dun and bladed grass no less, Pointing from this hoary tower In the windless air...
Стр. 176 - The moon is up, and yet it is not night — Sunset divides the sky with her — a sea Of glory streams along the Alpine height Of blue Friuli's mountains; heaven is free From clouds, but of all colours seems to be Melted to one vast Iris of the West, Where the day joins the past Eternity; While, on the other hand, meek Dian's crest Floats through the azure air — an island of the blest!