Men and WomenTicknor and Fields, 1856 - 351 หน้า |
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... leave To their folding , all our many - tinkling fleece In such peace , And the slopes and rills in undistinguished gray L Melt away- 10 . That a girl with eager eyes and yellow hair Waits me there In the turret , whence the charioteers ...
... leave To their folding , all our many - tinkling fleece In such peace , And the slopes and rills in undistinguished gray L Melt away- 10 . That a girl with eager eyes and yellow hair Waits me there In the turret , whence the charioteers ...
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... leave aghast With the memories we amassed ? 15 . Love , if you knew the light That your soul casts in my sight , How I look to you For the pure and true , And the beauteous and the right , - Bear with a moment's spite When a mere mote ...
... leave aghast With the memories we amassed ? 15 . Love , if you knew the light That your soul casts in my sight , How I look to you For the pure and true , And the beauteous and the right , - Bear with a moment's spite When a mere mote ...
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... leave off , than the diligence rattles in : You get the pick of the news , and it costs you never a pin . By and by there's the travelling doctor gives pills , lets blood , draws teeth ; Or the Pulcinello - trumpet breaks up the market ...
... leave off , than the diligence rattles in : You get the pick of the news , and it costs you never a pin . By and by there's the travelling doctor gives pills , lets blood , draws teeth ; Or the Pulcinello - trumpet breaks up the market ...
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... leaves your mouth ) It's .. well , what matters talking , it's the soul ! Give us no more of body than shows soul . Here's Giotto , with his Saint a - praising God ! That sets you praising , - why not stop with FRA LIPPO LIPPI . 31.
... leaves your mouth ) It's .. well , what matters talking , it's the soul ! Give us no more of body than shows soul . Here's Giotto , with his Saint a - praising God ! That sets you praising , - why not stop with FRA LIPPO LIPPI . 31.
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... Leave the grange where the woodman stores his nuts , Or the wattled cote where the fowlers spread Their gear on the rock's bare juts . 18 . It has some pretension too , this front , With its bit of fresco half - moon - wise Set over the ...
... Leave the grange where the woodman stores his nuts , Or the wattled cote where the fowlers spread Their gear on the rock's bare juts . 18 . It has some pretension too , this front , With its bit of fresco half - moon - wise Set over the ...
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50 cents 63 cents beat beauty better break breath brow cheek CLEON Cloth CLOVERNOOK CONSTANCE crown dare DARK TOWER dear death doubt dream earth eyes face faith fancy fear feel Fiesole fire flesh Florence flowers fool Giotto give God's gold GOLDEN LEGEND grace Grace Greenwood Guido Reni hair hand head heart heaven hope kiss leave life's live look love's man's mind neath never night NORBERT nought o'er once paint Pandulph perfect play POEMS poor praise Price 50 Price 75 cents prove QUEEN Rafael ROBERT BROWNING rose round Saul shut side sleep smile soul speak stand sweet TANGLEWOOD TALES thee there's thing thou thought thro true truth turn twas twixt watch what's whole woman wonder word WRITINGS youth Zeus
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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,...