Pictures of the Living Authors of BritainPartridge & Oakey, 1851 - 206 páginas |
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... listen to an old fact , a reality , made ideal and immortal by Tennyson : it is founded on the marriage of the Marquis of Exeter's grand- father to the daughter of a respectable farmer . Here the poet enrolls this sweet creature into ...
... listen to an old fact , a reality , made ideal and immortal by Tennyson : it is founded on the marriage of the Marquis of Exeter's grand- father to the daughter of a respectable farmer . Here the poet enrolls this sweet creature into ...
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... Listen to a speech he makes to Gabriel . " Here's a brave earth to sin and suffer on ! It holds fast still - it cracks not under curse , It holds , likewise immortal . Presently We'll sow it thick enough with graves as green Or greener ...
... Listen to a speech he makes to Gabriel . " Here's a brave earth to sin and suffer on ! It holds fast still - it cracks not under curse , It holds , likewise immortal . Presently We'll sow it thick enough with graves as green Or greener ...
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... listen to the Pythoness , her fit having passed away , as the English maiden in her bower , singing a pleasant song . THE LADY'S " YES . " " Yes , ' I answered you last night ; ' No ' this morning , sir , I say ; Colours seen by candle ...
... listen to the Pythoness , her fit having passed away , as the English maiden in her bower , singing a pleasant song . THE LADY'S " YES . " " Yes , ' I answered you last night ; ' No ' this morning , sir , I say ; Colours seen by candle ...
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... listening ( we strongly suspect , outside ) to the chaunting of the cathedral service . His father , who was a clerk in the Chatham dock - yard , retiring on a pension some years after , came to London , where his celebrated son ...
... listening ( we strongly suspect , outside ) to the chaunting of the cathedral service . His father , who was a clerk in the Chatham dock - yard , retiring on a pension some years after , came to London , where his celebrated son ...
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... listen to this vain defence Of such a criminal . MAT . This headstrong hate I fear will snap all ties . " [ EXIT GODFREY . Now comes a scene in which the countess makes an admission to Gregory which destroys materially her prestige with ...
... listen to this vain defence Of such a criminal . MAT . This headstrong hate I fear will snap all ties . " [ EXIT GODFREY . Now comes a scene in which the countess makes an admission to Gregory which destroys materially her prestige with ...
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Pasajes populares
Página 31 - THERE is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tir'd eyelids upon tir'd eyes; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. Here are cool mosses deep, And thro...
Página 82 - TIRED Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where Fortune smiles ; the wretched he forsakes ; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear.
Página 31 - Why are we weigh'd upon with heaviness, And utterly consumed with sharp distress, While all things else have rest from weariness ? All things have rest: why should we toil alone, We only toil, who are the first of things, And make perpetual moan, Still from one sorrow to another thrown: Nor ever fold our wings, And cease from wanderings, Nor steep our brows in slumber's holy balm; Nor hearken what the inner spirit sings,
Página 66 - Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself erect By just his horse's mane, a boy: You hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compressed, Scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two. "Well," cried he, "Emperor, by God's grace We've got you Ratisbon!
Página 21 - This truth within thy mind rehearse, That in a boundless universe Is boundless better, boundless worse. 'Think you this mould of hopes and fears Could find no statelier than his peers In yonder hundred million spheres?' It spake, moreover, in my mind: 'Tho' thou wert scatter'd to the wind, Yet is there plenty of the kind.
Página 24 - Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death. " 'Tis life, whereof our nerves are scant, Oh life, not death, for which we pant ; More life, and fuller, that I want.
Página 31 - We will return no more;" And all at once they sang, "Our island home Is far beyond the wave; we will no longer roam.
Página 30 - That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things. Drug thy memories, lest thou learn it, lest thy heart be put to proof, In the dead unhappy night, and when the rain is on the roof.
Página 31 - And taste, to him the gushing of the wave Far far away did seem to mourn and rave On alien shores...
Página 20 - To-day I saw the dragon-fly Come from the wells where he did lie. "An inner impulse rent the veil Of his old husk : from head to tail Came out clear plates of sapphire mail. "He dried his wings: like gauze they grew: Thro' crofts and pastures wet with dew A living flash of light he flew.