Representative Poems of Living Poets: American and EnglishJeannette Leonard Gilder Cassell, 1886 - 683 หน้า |
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หน้า viii
... human in their moods , as well as in the imperfections of their art , would be greatly benefited and encouraged , if we treated them to a share of the effusive generosity which we bestow on those whose tuneful lips are dust , and the ...
... human in their moods , as well as in the imperfections of their art , would be greatly benefited and encouraged , if we treated them to a share of the effusive generosity which we bestow on those whose tuneful lips are dust , and the ...
หน้า xii
... human genius could ever outspan Shakespeare , or even equal him in a single direction and within brief compass . Much of the popular indifference to poetry , in our day , comes indirectly , I think , from this servile attitude towards ...
... human genius could ever outspan Shakespeare , or even equal him in a single direction and within brief compass . Much of the popular indifference to poetry , in our day , comes indirectly , I think , from this servile attitude towards ...
หน้า xiv
... human genius which they all represent is seen to be manifold , wonderful , inexhaustibly productive . In this imperatively scientific nineteenth century , the mere disciple of belles - lettres finds only space enough to crawl around the ...
... human genius which they all represent is seen to be manifold , wonderful , inexhaustibly productive . In this imperatively scientific nineteenth century , the mere disciple of belles - lettres finds only space enough to crawl around the ...
หน้า xv
... human thought in all other modes and directions , we do not take the trouble to discover any scientific law of poetry ? Possibly it is because science is not equal to the task . Poetry can take up natural science in the hollow of its ...
... human thought in all other modes and directions , we do not take the trouble to discover any scientific law of poetry ? Possibly it is because science is not equal to the task . Poetry can take up natural science in the hollow of its ...
หน้า xix
... human being , proceeds from innumerable little turnings and twistings of the mind , flashes of revery , conflicting sentiments and impulses . All these Browning interprets better than the actual creatures could ; for , although we are ...
... human being , proceeds from innumerable little turnings and twistings of the mind , flashes of revery , conflicting sentiments and impulses . All these Browning interprets better than the actual creatures could ; for , although we are ...
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Representative Poems of Living Poets: American and English Jeannette Leonard Gilder มุมมองทั้งเล่ม - 1886 |
Representative Poems of Living Poets: American and English Jeannette Leonard Gilder มุมมองทั้งเล่ม - 1886 |
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angels Arcady beauty beneath bird bloom blue brave breast breath bright brow CALIBAN UPON SETEBOS cast crown Christ Clive crimson night Dæmon dark dead dear death Dehu dream earth eyes face fair fear flowers gaze gleam glory God's gold golden gray grow half hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hills holy Joseph's tomb kiss knew Lahore laugh life's light lilies and violets lips LITTLE MURIEL live look Mind Freaks moon morning neath never night Njörd o'er once pain pale poets pray rose round Runjeet sang shadow silent sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit stand stars stood strong sweet tears tell tender thee things thou thought tree trembling Twas twixt voice wait wake wave wild arm wind wonder words
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หน้า 421 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays: Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, grasping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
หน้า 325 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main; The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming Lair.
หน้า 421 - New occasions teach new duties ; Time makes ancient good uncouth ; They must upward still, and onward, who would keep abreast of Truth ; Lo, before us gleam her camp-fires ! we ourselves must Pilgrims be, Launch our Mayflower, and steer boldly through the desperate winter sea, Nor attempt the Future's portal with the Past's blood-rusted key.
หน้า 28 - And anon there breaks a sigh, And anon there drops a tear, From a sorrow-clouded eye, And a heart sorrow-laden, A long, long sigh; For the cold strange eyes of a little Mermaiden And the gleam of her golden hair. Come away, away children; Come children, come down! The hoarse wind blows coldly; Lights shine in the town.
หน้า 25 - Now the wild white horses play, Champ and chafe and toss in the spray. Children dear, let us away. This way, this way. Call her once before you go. Call once yet. In a voice that she will know : "Margaret! Margaret!
หน้า 423 - Zekle crep' up quite unbeknown An' peeked in thru' the winder, An' there sot Huldy all alone, 'Ith no one nigh to hender. A fireplace filled the room's one side With half a cord o' wood in — There warn't no stoves (tell comfort died) To bake ye to a puddin'.
หน้า 90 - And I know not if, save in this, such gift be allowed to man, That out of three sounds he frame, not a fourth sound, but a star.
หน้า 610 - And the masts and the rigging were lying over the side ; But Sir Richard cried in his English pride, ' We have fought such a fight for a day and a night As may never be fought again! We have won great glory, my men ! And a day less or more At sea or ashore, We die — does it matter when?
หน้า 328 - Ay, tear her tattered ensign down ! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck, once red with heroes...
หน้า 326 - Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap forlorn! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings: Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving...