Poems: A blot in the 'scutcheonTicknor, Reed and Fields, 1850 |
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... ITALIAN IN ENGLAND 324 THE ENGLISHMAN IN ITALY 330 THE LOST LEADER 340 THE LOST MISTRESS 342 HOME - THOUGHTS , FROM ABROAD 343 HOME - THOUGHTS , FROM THE SEA 344 THE BISHOP ORDERS HIS TOMB AT ST . PRAXED'S CHURCH 345 GARDEN - FANCIES ...
... ITALIAN IN ENGLAND 324 THE ENGLISHMAN IN ITALY 330 THE LOST LEADER 340 THE LOST MISTRESS 342 HOME - THOUGHTS , FROM ABROAD 343 HOME - THOUGHTS , FROM THE SEA 344 THE BISHOP ORDERS HIS TOMB AT ST . PRAXED'S CHURCH 345 GARDEN - FANCIES ...
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... Italian book We hunted for so long is found , say , -found- And if I let it slip again .. you see , That she must come - and instantly ! Guen . I'll die Piecemeal , record that , if there have not gloomed Some blot i ' the ' scutcheon ...
... Italian book We hunted for so long is found , say , -found- And if I let it slip again .. you see , That she must come - and instantly ! Guen . I'll die Piecemeal , record that , if there have not gloomed Some blot i ' the ' scutcheon ...
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... Italian Saint , Sir Cosimo ? — Indignant at my wringing year by year A thousand bezants from the coral - divers , you recounted ; felt he not aggrieved ? Well might he — I allowed for his half - share As Merely one hundred ! Loys . To ...
... Italian Saint , Sir Cosimo ? — Indignant at my wringing year by year A thousand bezants from the coral - divers , you recounted ; felt he not aggrieved ? Well might he — I allowed for his half - share As Merely one hundred ! Loys . To ...
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... Italy to boast her show of the age , Her man of men ! -To Florence with each letter ! ACT II . NOON . Dom . Well , Florence , shall I reach thee , pierce thy heart Thro ' all its safeguards ? Hate is said to help- Quicken the eye ...
... Italy to boast her show of the age , Her man of men ! -To Florence with each letter ! ACT II . NOON . Dom . Well , Florence , shall I reach thee , pierce thy heart Thro ' all its safeguards ? Hate is said to help- Quicken the eye ...
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... Italian eyes— That , we shall get ? Hus . It is too cold an air— Our sun rose out of yonder mound of mist— Where is he now ? So I trust none of them ! Lur . Truly ? Hus . I doubt and fear . There stands a wall ' Twixt our expansive and ...
... Italian eyes— That , we shall get ? Hus . It is too cold an air— Our sun rose out of yonder mound of mist— Where is he now ? So I trust none of them ! Lur . Truly ? Hus . I doubt and fear . There stands a wall ' Twixt our expansive and ...
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Anael arms Austin bezants blood Brac Braccio breast breath brow cheek Chiappino dare dead deed Djabal DOMIZIA doubt dream Druses Duke Enter eyes face Faenza faith Florence Florentines Gerard give God's gold Guards Guen Guendolen guilders Hakeem hand head hear heard heart Heaven hold Jacynth keep Khalil knew Lady laugh leave Lebanon lips live look Lord Tresham Loys Lucca Luit Luitolfo Luria Masaccio Mertoun Mildred neath never night Nuncio o'er Ogni once past Pisa praise Prefect pride Provost Puccio round seemed shame silent soul speak spoke stand stood sure sure as fate sword tell thee there's Theseus thine Thorold thou art thought thro Tiburzio Tresh tribe trust truth turn twas Venice voice What's word wrong
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หน้า 320 - Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I...
หน้า 312 - You should have heard the Hamelin people Ringing the bells till they rocked the steeple. 'Go,' cried the Mayor, 'and get long poles! Poke out the nests and block up the holes! Consult with carpenters and builders, And leave in our town not even a trace Of the rats ! ' — when suddenly, up the face Of the Piper perked in the market-place, With a 'First, if you please, my thousand guilders!
หน้า 319 - So we were left galloping, Joris and I, Past Looz and past Tongres, no cloud in the sky; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle, bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight!
หน้า 346 - Old Gandolf with his paltry onion-stone, Put me where I may look at him! True peach, Rosy and flawless: how I earned the prize! Draw close: that conflagration of my church — What then? So much was saved if aught were missed!
หน้า 318 - ... other; we kept the great pace Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
หน้า 258 - Fra Pandolf" by design, for never read Strangers like you that pictured countenance, The depth and passion of its earnest glance, But to myself they turned (since none puts by The curtain I have drawn for you, but I...
หน้า 266 - 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.
หน้า 306 - HAMELIN Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall on the southern side; A pleasanter spot you never spied ; But, when begins my ditty, Almost five hundred years ago, To see the townsfolk suffer so From vermin, was a pity.
หน้า 310 - Smiling first a little smile, As if he knew what magic slept In his quiet pipe the while; Then, like a musical adept, To blow the pipe his lips he wrinkled, And green and blue his sharp eyes twinkled, Like a...
หน้า 319 - Aix" — for one heard the quick wheeze Of her chest, saw the stretched neck and staggering knees, And sunk tail, and horrible heave of the flank, As down on her haunches she shuddered and sank.