Men and WomenTicknor and Fields, 1856 - 351 หน้า |
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หน้า 67
... writing first of all . An itch I had , a sting to write , a tang ! For , be it this town's barrenness - or else The Man had something in the look of him - His case has struck me far more than ' tis worth . So , pardon if ( lest ...
... writing first of all . An itch I had , a sting to write , a tang ! For , be it this town's barrenness - or else The Man had something in the look of him - His case has struck me far more than ' tis worth . So , pardon if ( lest ...
หน้า 74
... writing to a leech . - " Tis well to keep back nothing of a case . ) This man so cured regards the curer then , - says As God forgive me who but God himself , Creator and Sustainer of the world , That came and dwelt in flesh on it ...
... writing to a leech . - " Tis well to keep back nothing of a case . ) This man so cured regards the curer then , - says As God forgive me who but God himself , Creator and Sustainer of the world , That came and dwelt in flesh on it ...
หน้า 179
... writing all the same my articles On music , poetry , the fictile vase Found at Albano , or Anacreon's Greek . the highest honour in your life , But you - The thing you'll crown yourself with , all your days , Is dining here and drinking ...
... writing all the same my articles On music , poetry , the fictile vase Found at Albano , or Anacreon's Greek . the highest honour in your life , But you - The thing you'll crown yourself with , all your days , Is dining here and drinking ...
หน้า 247
... writing too , And not one's mistress ! All is best , believe , And we best as no other than we are . We live , and they experiment on life Those poets , painters , all who stand aloof To overlook the farther . Let us be The thing they ...
... writing too , And not one's mistress ! All is best , believe , And we best as no other than we are . We live , and they experiment on life Those poets , painters , all who stand aloof To overlook the farther . Let us be The thing they ...
หน้า 344
... pricked its stigma , Bit into the live man's flesh for parchment , Loosed him , laughed to see the writing rankle , Let the wretch go festering thro ' Florence ) - Dante , who loved well because he hated , Hated 344 ONE WORD MORE .
... pricked its stigma , Bit into the live man's flesh for parchment , Loosed him , laughed to see the writing rankle , Let the wretch go festering thro ' Florence ) - Dante , who loved well because he hated , Hated 344 ONE WORD MORE .
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หน้า 14 - But the time will come, at last it will, When, Evelyn Hope, what meant, I shall say, In the lower earth, in the years long still, That body and soul so pure and gay? Why your hair was amber, I shall divine, And your mouth of your own geranium's red, And what you would do with me, in fine, In the new life come in the old one's stead.
หน้า 266 - And the sleep in the dried river-channel where bulrushes tell That the water was wont to go warbling so softly and well. How good is man's life, the mere living ! how fit to employ All the heart and the soul and the senses for ever in joy!
หน้า 347 - I shall never, in the years remaining, Paint you pictures, no, nor carve you statues, Make you music that should all-express me; So it seems: I stand on my attainment. This of verse alone, one life allows me; Verse and nothing else have I to give you Other heights in other lives, God willing: All the gifts from all the heights, your own, love!
หน้า 183 - AH, did you once see Shelley plain, And did he stop and speak to you And did you speak to him again ? How strange it seems and new...
หน้า 133 - Might she have loved me? Just as well She might have hated, who can tell? Where had I been now if the worst befell? And here we are riding, she and I. Fail I alone, in words and deeds? Why, all men strive and who succeeds?
หน้า 280 - Could I wrestle to raise him from sorrow, grow poor to enrich, To fill up his life, starve my own out, I would — knowing which, I know that my service is perfect.
หน้า 104 - What in the midst lay but the Tower itself? The round squat turret, blind as the fool's heart, Built of brown stone, without a counterpart In the whole world. The tempest's mocking elf Points to the shipman thus the unseen shelf He strikes on, only when the timbers start.
หน้า 102 - Which, while I forded, — good saints, how I feared To set my foot upon a dead man's cheek, Each step, or feel the spear I thrust to seek For hollows, tangled in his hair ,or beard ! — It may have been a water-rat I speared, But, ugh ! it sounded like a baby's shriek.
หน้า 41 - Then they left you for their pleasure: till in due time, one by one. Some with lives that came to nothing, some with deeds as well undone. Death came tacitly and took them where they never see the sun.
หน้า 19 - By and by there's the travelling doctor gives pills, lets blood, draws teeth ; Or the Pulcinello-trumpet breaks up the market beneath. At the post-office such a scene-picture— the new play, piping hot ! And a notice how, only this morning, three liberal thieves were shot. Above it, behold the Archbishop's most fatherly of rebukes, And beneath, with his crown and his lion, some little new law of the Duke's ! Or a sonnet with flowery marge, to the reverend Don So-and-so Who is Dante, Boccaccio, Petrarca,...