The English Poets: Appendix to V.4: Browning, Matthew Arnold, TennysonMacmillan, 1894 - 1 páginas |
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... friends right bravely knocked it down . ' Yes , dear Papa , ' returns the child , looking a few yards ahead , ' And then I see you built it up again a little further on . ' The barrier of the conventional has been constantly moved on ...
... friends right bravely knocked it down . ' Yes , dear Papa , ' returns the child , looking a few yards ahead , ' And then I see you built it up again a little further on . ' The barrier of the conventional has been constantly moved on ...
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... 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 . X. And all I remember is , friends flocking round 674 THE ENGLISH POETS .
... 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 . X. And all I remember is , friends flocking round 674 THE ENGLISH POETS .
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... friends flocking round As I sat with his head ' twixt my knees on the ground ; And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine , As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine , Which ( the burgesses voted by common consent ) ...
... friends flocking round As I sat with his head ' twixt my knees on the ground ; And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine , As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine , Which ( the burgesses voted by common consent ) ...
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... friend ? No Tully , said I , Ulpian at the best ! Evil and brief hath been my pilgrimage . All lapis , all , sons ! Else I give the Pope My villas ! Will ye ever eat my heart ? Ever your eyes were as a lizard's quick , They glitter like ...
... friend ? No Tully , said I , Ulpian at the best ! Evil and brief hath been my pilgrimage . All lapis , all , sons ! Else I give the Pope My villas ! Will ye ever eat my heart ? Ever your eyes were as a lizard's quick , They glitter like ...
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... the rest . And thy brothers , the help and the contest , the working whence grew Such result as , from seething grape - bundles , the spirit strained true : And the friends of thy boyhood — that boyhood of 680 THE ENGLISH FOETS .
... the rest . And thy brothers , the help and the contest , the working whence grew Such result as , from seething grape - bundles , the spirit strained true : And the friends of thy boyhood — that boyhood of 680 THE ENGLISH FOETS .
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Aral Sea Arnold beän beauty blank verse blood blow break breath Browning Browning's Camelot charm Chorasmian Circe dark dead dear death deep divine dramatic dream dying earth Eleänore English Excalibur eyes fight flow folds thy grave friends galloped gazed gloom glory Goethe golden gone Greek green that folds Guinevere hand hast hath head heard heart heaven Helmund hills honour human Iacchus Idylls King King Arthur Lady of Shalott land Let them rave light live lonely look'd Lucretius lyric MATTHEW ARNOLD moon never night o'er once Oxus peace poem poet poetry prose round Rustum sand Seistan shadows shine shore sing Sir Bedivere smiling Sohrab song Sophocles Sordello soul spirit stars stood stream sweet tears Tennyson thee thine things thought thro Thyrsis Tiresias Ulysses verse voice waves wild wind youth
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Página 781 - Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, Aud see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho' much is taken, much abides . and tho...
Página 794 - I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley.
Página 692 - Then, welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand but go! Be our joys three-parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
Página 738 - The freshness of the early world. Ah ! since dark days still bring to light Man's prudence and man's fiery might, Time may restore us in his course Goethe's sage mind and Byron's force ; But where will Europe's latter hour Again find Wordsworth's healing power ? Others will teach us how to dare, And against fear our breast to steel ; Others will strengthen us to bear — But who, ah ! who, will make us feel ? The cloud of mortal destiny, Others will front it fearlessly — But who, like him, will...
Página 691 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Página 683 - 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. "Well," cried he, "Emperor, by God's grace We've got you Ratisbon!
Página 764 - The gemmy bridle glitter'd free, Like to some branch of stars we see Hung in the golden Galaxy. The bridle bells rang merrily As he rode down to Camelot: And from his blazon'd baldric slung A mighty silver bugle hung, And as he rode his armour rung, Beside remote Shalott.
Página 778 - Thou wouldst betray me for the precious hilt; Either from lust of gold, or like a girl Valuing the giddy pleasure of the eyes. Yet, for a man may fail in duty twice, And the third time may prosper, get thee hence: But, if thou spare to fling Excalibur, I will arise and slay thee with my hands.
Página 780 - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades Vext the dim sea. I am become a name; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known,— cities of men And manners, climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but honored of them all,— And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move.
Página 761 - Camelot; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Thro' the wave that runs forever By the island in the river Flowing down to Camelot.