Men and Women and SordellaHoughton, Mifflin, 1886 |
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หน้า 73
... fate , of wizardry , Rebellion , to the setting up a rule And creed prodigious as described to me . His death which happened when the earthquake fell ' Prefiguring , as soon appeared , the loss To occult learning in our lord the sage ...
... fate , of wizardry , Rebellion , to the setting up a rule And creed prodigious as described to me . His death which happened when the earthquake fell ' Prefiguring , as soon appeared , the loss To occult learning in our lord the sage ...
หน้า 115
... fate . " - She turned on her side and slept . Just so ! So we resolve on a thing and sleep . So did the lady , ages ago . That night the Duke said , " Dear or cheap As the cost of this cup of bliss may prove To body or soul , I will ...
... fate . " - She turned on her side and slept . Just so ! So we resolve on a thing and sleep . So did the lady , ages ago . That night the Duke said , " Dear or cheap As the cost of this cup of bliss may prove To body or soul , I will ...
หน้า 117
... its ways have a certain worth And to press a point while these oppose Were a simple policy - best wait , And lose no friends and gain no foes . Meanwhile , worse fates than a lover's fate Who daily THE STATUE AND THE BUST . 117.
... its ways have a certain worth And to press a point while these oppose Were a simple policy - best wait , And lose no friends and gain no foes . Meanwhile , worse fates than a lover's fate Who daily THE STATUE AND THE BUST . 117.
หน้า 118
Robert Browning. Meanwhile , worse fates than a lover's fate Who daily may ride and lean and look Where his lady watches behind the grate ! And she- she watched the square like a book - Holding one picture and only one , Which daily to ...
Robert Browning. Meanwhile , worse fates than a lover's fate Who daily may ride and lean and look Where his lady watches behind the grate ! And she- she watched the square like a book - Holding one picture and only one , Which daily to ...
หน้า 125
... fate , indeed ! Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed But what if I fail of my purpose here ? It is but to keep the nerves at strain , To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall , And baffled , get up to begin again , ― So the chace ...
... fate , indeed ! Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed But what if I fail of my purpose here ? It is but to keep the nerves at strain , To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall , And baffled , get up to begin again , ― So the chace ...
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หน้า 282 - Tis the weakness in strength, that I cry for ! my flesh, that I seek In the Godhead ! I seek and I find it. O Saul, it shall be A Face like my face that receives thee ; a Man like to me, Thou shalt love and be loved by, for ever : a Hand like this hand Shall throw open the gates of new life to thee ! See the Christ stand ! " XIX I know not too well how I found my way home in the night.
หน้า 53 - Oh, the little more, and how much it is! And the little less, and what worlds away! How a sound shall quicken content to bliss, Or a breath suspend the blood's best play, And life be a proof of this!
หน้า 334 - That low man seeks a little thing to do, Sees it and does it: This high man, with a great thing to pursue, Dies ere he knows it.
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 264 - And I paused, held my breath in such silence, and listened apart; And the tent shook, for mighty Saul shuddered: and sparkles 'gan dart From the jewels that woke in his turban, at once with a start, All its lordly male-sapphires, and rubies courageous at heart. So the head: but the body still moved not, still hung there erect.
หน้า 330 - Self-gathered for an outbreak, as it ought, Chafes in the censer. Leave we the unlettered plain its herd and crop; Seek we sepulture On a tall mountain, citied to the top, Crowded with culture!
หน้า 87 - ALL that I know Of a certain star Is, it can throw (Like the angled spar) Now a dart of red, Now a dart of blue; Till my friends have said They would fain see, too, My star that dartles the red and the blue! Then it stops like a bird; like a flower, hangs furled: They must solace themselves with the Saturn above it. What matter to me if their star is a world? Mine has opened its soul to me; therefore I love it.
หน้า 15 - I have lived (I shall say) so much since then, Given up myself so many times, Gained me the gains of various men, Ransacked the ages, spoiled the climes ; Yet one thing, one, in my soul's full scope, Either I missed or itself missed me...
หน้า 343 - Bafael made a century of sonnets, Made and wrote them in a certain volume Dinted with the silver-pointed pencil Else he only used to draw Madonnas : These, the world might view — but One, the volume. Who that one, you ask ? Your heart instructs you.
หน้า 152 - Just when we are safest, there's a sunset-touch, A fancy from a flower-bell, some one's death, A chorus-ending from Euripides, And that's enough for fifty hopes and fears As old and new at once as nature's self, To rap and knock and enter in our soul, Take hands and dance there, a fantastic ring, Round the ancient idol, on his base again, The grand Perhaps ! We look on helplessly.