Fragments [ed. by lady Hobart]. |
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admirable appears arch Baths of Diocletian beauty blue calm Carlyle Champagnole character charm church cliffs colour dark deep delight Dent du Midi Dickens Emily Brontë England English exquisite eyes feeling Fraser's Magazine genius glacier Gladstone gleaming glorious green grey Grimsel half heart hills Homer horses human Jura lake Lauterbrunnen Loch Achray Loch Katrine look Lord Macaulay majesty Martigny mighty mist Mont Blanc Monte Rosa morning mountain mysterious never night noble novels path peace perhaps piazza pines plain poet poetic point of view Poligny real genius rest Rhone rich road rocks Rome round Ruskin scarcely scene Scott seems seen Shakspeare shore side slopes snow solemn standing steep strange suddenly summit sunny suppose sward Thackeray things travelling trees truth turf valley vast villas walk waves winding wonder woods write
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Стр. 20 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began; The winds, with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kist, Whispering new joys to the mild ocean, Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave.
Стр. 75 - And, father Cardinal, I have heard you say That we shall see and know our friends in heaven; If that be true, I shall see my boy again; For since the birth of Cain, the first male child, To him that did but yesterday suspire, There was not such a gracious creature born.
Стр. 14 - gan peep A narrow inlet, still and deep, Affording scarce such breadth of brim, As served the wild-duck's brood to swim. Lost for a space, through thickets veering, But broader when again appearing...
Стр. 107 - I put my hat upon my head And walked into the Strand, And there I met another man Whose hat was in his hand.
Стр. 24 - Like a bird that seeketh its mother's nest; And a mother she was, and is to me; For I was born on the open Sea ! The waves were white, and red the morn, In the noisy hour when I was born...
Стр. 25 - Locksley Hall, that in the distance overlooks the sandy tracts, And the hollow ocean-ridges roaring into cataracts. Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West. Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid.
Стр. 89 - Dower'd with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love.
Стр. 26 - Calm and deep peace on this high wold, And on these dews that drench the furze, And all the silvery gossamers That twinkle into green and gold: Calm and still light on yon great plain That sweeps with all its autumn bowers, And crowded farms and lessening towers, To mingle with the bounding main...