An Introduction to the Study of Robert Browning's PoetryD. C. Heath & Company, 1886 - 338 หน้า |
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... the rocking - horse movement of the Popian verse . ) " Ah dismal soul'd ! The winds of heaven blew , the ocean roll'd Its gathering waves — ye felt it not . The blue - But ye were dead Bar'd its eternal bosom , IN ENGLISH POETRY . 13.
... the rocking - horse movement of the Popian verse . ) " Ah dismal soul'd ! The winds of heaven blew , the ocean roll'd Its gathering waves — ye felt it not . The blue - But ye were dead Bar'd its eternal bosom , IN ENGLISH POETRY . 13.
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Robert Browning, Hiram Corson. - But ye were dead Bar'd its eternal bosom , and the dew Of summer nights collected still to make The morning precious : beauty was awake ! Why were ye not awake ? To things ye knew not of , were closely ...
Robert Browning, Hiram Corson. - But ye were dead Bar'd its eternal bosom , and the dew Of summer nights collected still to make The morning precious : beauty was awake ! Why were ye not awake ? To things ye knew not of , were closely ...
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... dead - low tide as Mr. Gosse would make it . At length , in 1830 , appeared a volume of poems by a young man , then but twenty - one years of age , which distinctly marked the setting in of a new order of things . It bore the following ...
... dead - low tide as Mr. Gosse would make it . At length , in 1830 , appeared a volume of poems by a young man , then but twenty - one years of age , which distinctly marked the setting in of a new order of things . It bore the following ...
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... Dead , thy wife - living , the love she left , " Admetos " turned on the comfort , with no tears , this time . He was beginning to be like his wife . I told you of that pressure to the point , word slow pursuing word in monotone ...
... Dead , thy wife - living , the love she left , " Admetos " turned on the comfort , with no tears , this time . He was beginning to be like his wife . I told you of that pressure to the point , word slow pursuing word in monotone ...
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... dead letter . " Is Saul dead ? In the depth of the vale make his tomb- bid arise A grey mountain of marble heaped four - square , till , built to the skies , Let it mark where the great First King slumbers : whose fame would ye know ...
... dead letter . " Is Saul dead ? In the depth of the vale make his tomb- bid arise A grey mountain of marble heaped four - square , till , built to the skies , Let it mark where the great First King slumbers : whose fame would ye know ...
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An Introduction to the Study of Robert Browning's Poetry Robert Browning,Hiram Corson มุมมองทั้งเล่ม - 1886 |
An Introduction to the Study of Robert Browning's Poetry Robert Browning,Hiram Corson มุมมองทั้งเล่ม - 1886 |
An Introduction to the Study of Robert Browning's Poetry Robert Browning,Hiram Corson มุมมองทั้งเล่ม - 1886 |
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Abt Vogler Andrea Andrea del Sarto artist beauty better Bishop Book breast Browning Soc Browning's poetry Cerinthus Christ Christian church Cimabue Cleon dead death divine Duchess Duke earth Edward Dowden expression eyes face faith feel flesh Florence Fra Lippo Lippi Giotto give hand head heart heaven human intellect Jacynth John King Last Duchess life's Lippi live look man's Masaccio master means mind monologue nature never o'er once painter painting Paracelsus passion perfect personality picture play poem poet poet's Pope praise Rabbi Ben Ezra reached Ring Robert Browning round Saint Saul sense Shakespeare smile song Sordello soul soul's speak speaker spirit stanza sweet Taddeo Gaddi Tennyson thee there's things thou thought TOCCATA OF GALUPPI'S tomb true truth turn Vasari verse Vogler wife word youth
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หน้า 22 - For woman is not undevelopt man, But diverse : could we make her as the man. Sweet Love were slain : his dearest bond is this, Not like to like, but like in difference. Yet in the long years liker must they grow ; The man be more of woman, she of man ; He gain in sweetness and in moral height, Nor lose the wrestling thews that throw the world; She mental breadth, nor fail in childward care, Nor lose the childlike in the larger mind; Till at the last she set herself to man, Like perfect music unto...
หน้า 274 - Therefore to whom turn I but to thee, the ineffable Name? Builder and maker, thou, of houses not made with hands! What, have fear of change from thee who art ever the same? Doubt that thy power can fill the heart that thy power expands? There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before...
หน้า 193 - And bade me creep past. No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements...
หน้า 274 - All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good, shall exist ; Not its semblance, but itself; no beauty, nor good, nor power Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist, When eternity affirms the conception of an hour.
หน้า 88 - Will't please you sit and look at her? I said "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...
หน้า 321 - Oh, our manhood's prime vigour ! no spirit feels waste, Not a muscle is stopped in its playing, nor sinew unbraced. Oh, the wild joys of living ! the leaping from rock up to rock — The strong rending of boughs from the fir-tree, — the cool silver shock Of the plunge in a pool's living water, — the hunt of the bear, And the sultriness showing the lion is couched in his lair.
หน้า 21 - It is the land that freemen till, That sober-suited Freedom chose. The land, where girt with friends or foes A man may speak the thing he will ; A land of settled government, A land of just and old renown, Where Freedom broadens slowly down From precedent to precedent...
หน้า 266 - To comfort me on my entablature Whereon I am to lie till I must ask " Do I live, am I dead?" There, leave me, there ! For ye have stabbed me with ingratitude To death — ye wish it — God, ye wish it ! Stone...
หน้า 242 - That arm is wrongly put — and there again A fault to pardon in the drawing's lines, Its body, so to speak: its soul is right, He means right - that, a child may understand.
หน้า 331 - 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, forever: a Hand like this hand Shall throw open the gates of new life to thee! See the Christ stand!