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" PHILOMELA HARK ! ah, the Nightingale ! The tawny-throated ! Hark ! from that moonlit cedar what a burst ! What triumph ! hark — what pain ! O Wanderer from a Grecian shore, Still, after many years, in distant lands, Still nourishing in thy bewilder'd... "
The Works of Matthew Arnold - Página 39
por Matthew Arnold - 1903
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Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1853 - 298 páginas
...sad life, and home, And all that Theban woe, and stray For ever through the glens, placid and dumb. PHILOMELA. HARK. ! ah, the Nightingale ! The tawny-throated...Still nourishing in thy bewilder'd brain That wild, unquench'd, deep-sunken, old-world pain Say, will it never heal ? And can this fragrant lawn With its...
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Putnam's Monthly, Volumen3

1854 - 704 páginas
...give Mr. Arnold's "Ode to Philomela." ' i Hark ! ah, the Nightingale 1 The tawny-throated ! Hark I from that moonlit cedar what a burst ! What triumph!...many years, in distant lands, Still nourishing in thy hewllder'd brain That wild, nnquench'd, deep-sunken, old-world pain — Say, will it never heal 1 And...
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Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1854 - 304 páginas
...sad life, and home, And all that Theban woe, and stray For ever through the glens, placid and dumb. PHILOMELA. HARK ! ah, the Nightingale ! The tawny-throated...cedar what a burst ! What triumph ! hark — what pain ! 0 Wanderer from a Grecian shore, Still, after many years, in distant lands, Still nourishing in thy...
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Putnam's Magazine: Original Papers on Literature, Science, Art ..., Volumen3

1854 - 768 páginas
...tawny-throated ! Hark I from that moonlit cedar what a burst I What triumph I hark— what pain I " O Wanderer from a Grecian shore. Still, after many years, in distant lands, Still nourishing In thy bewtldcr'd brain That wild, unquencu'd, doep-Bunken, old-world painSay, will It never heal? And can...
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Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1856 - 386 páginas
...sad life, and home, And all that Theban woe, and stray Forever through the glens, placid and dumb. PHILOMELA. HARK ! ah, the Nightingale ! The tawny-throated...Still nourishing in thy bewilder'd brain That wild, unquench'd, deep-sunken, old-world pain Say, will it never heal ? And can this fragrant lawn With its...
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Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1856 - 350 páginas
...home, And all that Theban woe, and stray Forever through the glens, placid and dumb. PHILOMELA. HABK ! ah, the Nightingale ! The tawny-throated ! Hark !...Still nourishing in thy bewilder'd brain That wild, unquench'd, deep-sunken, old-world pain — f 'Say, will it never heal ? And can this fragrant lawn...
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Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1856 - 348 páginas
...And all that Theban woe, and stray Forever through the glens, placid and dumb. PHILOMELA. , HABK ! ah, the Nightingale ! The tawny-throated ! Hark! from...Still nourishing in thy bewilder'd brain That wild, unquench'd, deep-sunken, old-world pain . Say, will it never heal ? And can this fragrant lawn With...
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Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1857 - 344 páginas
...For ever through the glens, placid and dumb. PHILOMELA. ! ah, the Nightingale ! The tawny-throated I Hark ! from that moonlit cedar what a burst ! What...Still nourishing in thy bewilder'd brain That wild, unquench'd, deep-sunken, old-world painSay, will it never heal ? And can this fragrant lawn With its...
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Folk Songs

John Williamson Palmer - 1861 - 540 páginas
...aright Will hear no discord in the three, But the most perfect harmony." HENRY WABSWORTH LONOFEl.LOVV. I PHILOMELA. HARK ! ah, the Nightingale ! The tawny-throated ! Hark ! from that moonlit cedar what a burst ! AVhat triumph ! hark — what pain ! O wanderer from a Grecian shore, Still, after many years, in...
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Narrative and elegiac poems

Matthew Arnold - 1869 - 286 páginas
...the gates Of the city of death have for ever closedHim, I count him, well-Starr'd. PHILOMELA. TTARK! ah, the nightingale! The tawny-throated! Hark! from that moonlit cedar what a burst! What triumph ! hark—what pain ! 0 wanderer from a Grecian shore, Still, after many years, in distant lands, Still...
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