Pippa Passes & Other Dramatic PoemsDent, 1903 - 286 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
accent all's Asolo battle Bells and Pomegranates better Bluphocks BRACCIO bride brother brow Chambery counsel Count Tende crown D'Ormea dare DOMIZIA doubt E'en EDWARD MOXON eyes face faith father fear fight Florence Florentines GIRL give God's hair hand hate hear heart HUSAIN JACOPO Jules keep King Charles King Victor Lapo leave live look Lucca Luigi LURIA means MONSIGNOR morning MOTHER never night nought numbers o'er once ORMEA OTTIMA Paracelsus past pause Phene PIPPA PASSES Pisa Pisa's POLYXENA Possagno praise pray Prince prove PUCCIO reward ROBERT BROWNING safe Sardinia SEBALD seemed Serjeant Talfourd shame silent singing Sire smile soul Spain speak stands sure tell thee There's thing thou thro Tiburzio to-night true trust truth Turin turn twixt what's whole wonder word
Pasajes populares
Página 29 - The year's at the spring And day's at the morn ; Morning's at seven ; The hill-side's dew-pearled ; The lark's on the wing ; The snail's on the thorn : God's in his heaven — All's right with the world!
Página 27 - God's messenger thro' the close wood screen Plunged and replunged his weapon at a venture, Feeling for guilty thee and me — then broke The thunder like a whole sea overhead — Seb.
Página 258 - A people is but the attempt of many To rise to the completer life of one ; And those who live as models for the mass Are singly of more value than they all.
Página 269 - DAY! Faster and more fast, O'er night's brim, day boils at last : Boils, pure gold, o'er the cloud-cup's brim Where spurting and suppressed it lay. For not a froth-flake touched the rim Of yonder gap in the solid gray Of the eastern cloud, an hour away ; But forth one wavelet, then another, curled, Till the whole sunrise, not to be suppressed, Rose, reddened, and its seething breast Flickered in bounds, grew gold, then overflowed the world.
Página 67 - A king lived long ago, In the morning of the world, When earth was nigher heaven than now; And the king's locks curled, Disparting o'er a forehead full As the milk-white space 'twixt horn and horn Of some sacrificial bull — Only calm as a babe new-born: For he was got to a sleepy mood, So safe from all decrepitude, Age with its bane, so sure gone by, (The gods so loved him while he dreamed) That, having lived thus long, there seemed No need the king should ever die.
Página 44 - Sings, pausing as the patron-ghosts approve, Devoutly their unconquerable hymn. But you must say a " well " to that — say
Página 74 - You'll love me yet! — and I can tarry Your love's protracted growing: June reared that bunch of flowers you carry, From seeds of April's sowing.
Página 9 - A mite of my twelve-hours' treasure, The least of thy gazes or glances, (Be they grants thou art bound to or gifts above measure) One of thy choices or one of thy chances, (Be they tasks God imposed thee or- freaks at thy pleasure) — My Day, if I squander such...