Voices of the NightJ. Owen, 1840 - 144 páginas |
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... rests the literary reputation of the younger Manrique . In the language of his histo- rian , " Don Jorge Manrique , in an elegant Ode , full of poetic beauties , rich embellishments of genius , and high moral reflections , mourned the ...
... rests the literary reputation of the younger Manrique . In the language of his histo- rian , " Don Jorge Manrique , in an elegant Ode , full of poetic beauties , rich embellishments of genius , and high moral reflections , mourned the ...
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... rest The weary soul . Did we but use it as we ought , This world would school each wandering To its high state . [ thought Faith wings the soul beyond the sky , Up to that better world on high , For which we wait . Yes , the glad ...
... rest The weary soul . Did we but use it as we ought , This world would school each wandering To its high state . [ thought Faith wings the soul beyond the sky , Up to that better world on high , For which we wait . Yes , the glad ...
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... wheel turns round , And they are gone ! No rest the inconstant goddess knows , But changing , and without repose , Still hurries on . Even could the hand of avarice save Its gilded baubles 5 COPLAS DE MANRIQUE 65 PAGE 3 5.
... wheel turns round , And they are gone ! No rest the inconstant goddess knows , But changing , and without repose , Still hurries on . Even could the hand of avarice save Its gilded baubles 5 COPLAS DE MANRIQUE 65 PAGE 3 5.
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... rest ; The will of Heaven my will shall be , - I bow to the divine decree , To God's behest . " My soul is ready to depart , No thought rebels , the obedient heart Breathes forth no sigh ; The wish on earth to linger still Were vain ...
... rest ; The will of Heaven my will shall be , - I bow to the divine decree , To God's behest . " My soul is ready to depart , No thought rebels , the obedient heart Breathes forth no sigh ; The wish on earth to linger still Were vain ...
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... rest ! And , though the warrior's sun has set , Its light shall linger round us yet , Bright , radiant , blest . * * This poem of Manrique is a great favorite in Spain . No less than four poetic Glosses , or running commentaries , upon ...
... rest ! And , though the warrior's sun has set , Its light shall linger round us yet , Bright , radiant , blest . * * This poem of Manrique is a great favorite in Spain . No less than four poetic Glosses , or running commentaries , upon ...
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amid arms Awake battle bearded grain Behold Beware bird blue brave breast breath bright brooklet calm Castile castle cisterns clouds comes softly dark dark wave dead Death didst doth dreams dwell earth eternal fame fears fields of light flowerets flowers fooling thee forest gentle GERMAN glide glorious glory golden grave green hand hast heard heart heaven hoary holy holy Night JOHN OWEN Jorge Manrique King leave no trace leaves Life's lips LOPE DE VEGA Manrique mist mournful murmur Night nought numbers o'er onward Pentecost poem prayer PSALM PURGATORIO Reaper red planet Mars Saxon shadows sighs Silent Land silver slumbers smile soft solemn song sorrow soul sound SPANISH spirit star stern Swabian sweet Take thy banner tears thine Thither thou art thou dost thou soundest toil trees Uclés vale voice wave weary winds wings woodland woods youth
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Página 9 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main. A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Página 8 - O holy Night ! from thee I learn to bear What man has borne before ! Thou layest thy finger on the lips of Care, And they complain no more.
Página 46 - Take thy banner ! — and if e'er Thou shouldst press the soldier's bier, And the muffled drum should beat To the tread of mournful feet, Then this crimson flag shall be Martial cloak and shroud for thee.
Página 7 - Stoop o er me from above ; The calm, majestic presence of the Night, As of the one I love. I heard the sounds of sorrow and delight, The manifold, soft chimes, That fill the haunted chambers of the Night, Like some old poet's rhymes.
Página 20 - Wondrous truths, and manifold as wondrous, God hath written in those stars above ; But not less in the bright flowerets under us Stands the revelation of his love. Bright and glorious is that revelation, Written all over this great world of ours ; Making evident our own creation, In these stars of earth,— these golden flowers.
Página 19 - SPAKE full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine.
Página 15 - O fear not in a world like this, And thou shall know ere long, Know how sublime a thing it is To suffer and be strong.
Página 52 - The sylvan pomp of woods, the golden sun, The flowers, the leaves, the river on its way, Blue skies, and silver clouds, and gentle winds, — The swelling upland, where the sidelong sun Aslant the wooded slope, at evening, goes, — Groves, through whose broken roof the sky looks in, Mountain, and shattered cliff, and sunny vale, The distant lake, fountains, and mighty trees, In many a lazy syllable, repeating Their old poetic legends to the wind.
Página 9 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Página 18 - Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies. Uttered not, yet comprehended, Is the spirit's voiceless prayer, Soft rebukes, in blessings ended, Breathing from her lips of air. O, though oft depressed and lonely, All my fears are laid aside, If I but remember only Such as these have lived and died ! FLOWERS.