Selections from CampbellMacmillan and Company, 1902 - Всего страниц: 133 |
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... living in the Isle of Mull . Here he found sufficient leisure for literary culture , and above all for drinking in the wild beauty of sea and sky , of mist - clad mountain , and surf - beaten shore . Here , too , he took a fancy X ...
... living in the Isle of Mull . Here he found sufficient leisure for literary culture , and above all for drinking in the wild beauty of sea and sky , of mist - clad mountain , and surf - beaten shore . Here , too , he took a fancy X ...
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... living flower uprose beneath his eye , Dear as she was from cherub infancy , From hours when she would round his garden play , To time when , as the ripening years went by , Her lovely mind could culture well repay , And more engaging ...
... living flower uprose beneath his eye , Dear as she was from cherub infancy , From hours when she would round his garden play , To time when , as the ripening years went by , Her lovely mind could culture well repay , And more engaging ...
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... LIVING , " in his dialogue of The Cherubs . And a well - known expression ( 1. 224 ) in The Pleasures of Hope sounds strained and hyperbolical , at any rate to modern ears : " And Freedom shrieked - as KOSCIUSKO fell . " This tendency ...
... LIVING , " in his dialogue of The Cherubs . And a well - known expression ( 1. 224 ) in The Pleasures of Hope sounds strained and hyperbolical , at any rate to modern ears : " And Freedom shrieked - as KOSCIUSKO fell . " This tendency ...
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... living things imparts , Are not exclusively possessed By human hearts . " We may close this brief survey of Campbell's poetic ( 3 ) Vivid descriptive style by quoting instances of vivid descriptive touches , touches . where a telling ...
... living things imparts , Are not exclusively possessed By human hearts . " We may close this brief survey of Campbell's poetic ( 3 ) Vivid descriptive style by quoting instances of vivid descriptive touches , touches . where a telling ...
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... living green ; No circling hills his ravished eye to bound , Heaven , Earth , and Ocean blazing all around . * * * 350 355 * * * Unfading HOPE ! when life's last embers burn , When soul to soul , and dust to dust return ! Heaven to thy ...
... living green ; No circling hills his ravished eye to bound , Heaven , Earth , and Ocean blazing all around . * * * 350 355 * * * Unfading HOPE ! when life's last embers burn , When soul to soul , and dust to dust return ! Heaven to thy ...
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Стр. 21 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry. Few, few shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding-sheet ; And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Стр. 20 - Though my perishing ranks should be strewed in their gore, Like ocean weeds heaped on the surf-beaten shore, Lochiel, untainted by flight or by chains, While the kindling of life in his bosom remains, Shall victor exult, or in death be laid low, With his back to the field, and his feet to the foe ! And, leaving in battle no blot on his name, Look proudly to heaven from the deathbed of fame ! HOHENLINDEN, 1800.
Стр. 17 - Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung.
Стр. 14 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below, As they roar on the shore When the stormy winds do blow ; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow!
Стр. xxv - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Стр. xxxiii - Spans with bright arch the glittering hills below. Why to yon mountain turns the musing eye, "Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky ? Why do those cliffs of shadowy tint appear More sweet than all the landscape smiling near ?— 'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, And robes the mountain in its azure hue.
Стр. 17 - By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain ; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roamed on a desolate track ; 'Twas autumn — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young...
Стр. 20 - Yon sight, that it freezes my spirit to tell ! Life flutters convulsed in his quivering limbs, And his blood-streaming nostril in agony swims. Accursed be the fagots that blaze at his feet, Where his heart shall be thrown, ere it ceases to beat, With the smoke of its ashes to poison the gale LOCHIEL.
Стр. 21 - But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast arrayed Each horseman drew his battle-blade, And furious every charger neighed To join the dreadful revelry.
Стр. 22 - Now who be ye, would cross Lochgyle This dark and stormy water?' 'O I'm the chief of Ulva's isle, And this, Lord Ullin's daughter. 'And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. 'His horsemen hard behind us ride — Should they our steps discover, Then who will cheer my bonny bride When they have slain her lover?