Viktorianische Dichtung: eine Auswahl aus E.B. Browning, R. Browning, A. Tennyson, M. Arnold, D.G. Rossetti, W. Morris, A. Ch. Swinburne, Chr. RossettiOtto Luitpold Jiriczek Carl Winter, 1907 - 486 páginas |
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... the Valley of Cauteretz • The Song of Love and Death ( aus " Lancelot and Elaine " ) • " O happy lark " ( aus " The Promise of May " ) 143 149 ISI 165 165 168 · 172 172 173 173 Seite " Flower in the crannied wall " 174 Aus IV Inhalt .
... the Valley of Cauteretz • The Song of Love and Death ( aus " Lancelot and Elaine " ) • " O happy lark " ( aus " The Promise of May " ) 143 149 ISI 165 165 168 · 172 172 173 173 Seite " Flower in the crannied wall " 174 Aus IV Inhalt .
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... death is deep as the sea " 406 408 409 • 413 415 416 A Lamentation " Many loves of many a mood " ( Chor aus ... Death ? . · Aus " Tristram " ( " As the dawn loves the sunlight " ) 431 428 432 436 437 A Jacobite's Farewell The Death of ...
... death is deep as the sea " 406 408 409 • 413 415 416 A Lamentation " Many loves of many a mood " ( Chor aus ... Death ? . · Aus " Tristram " ( " As the dawn loves the sunlight " ) 431 428 432 436 437 A Jacobite's Farewell The Death of ...
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... Death of Richard Wagner Two Preludes . CHRISTINA ROSSETTI ( 1830-94 ) . Seite 438 438 440 Bibliographie und Einleitung 442 The Whole Head is Sick and the Whole Heart Faint . · • 449 · 449 450 45I Song ( " When I am dead , my dearest ...
... Death of Richard Wagner Two Preludes . CHRISTINA ROSSETTI ( 1830-94 ) . Seite 438 438 440 Bibliographie und Einleitung 442 The Whole Head is Sick and the Whole Heart Faint . · • 449 · 449 450 45I Song ( " When I am dead , my dearest ...
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... death , and changes wint'ring on ! Fame - Beauty ! -idols madly chosen- Were yet of gold ; but thou art STONE ! Crumble like stone ! my voice no longer Shall wail their names , who silent be : There is a voice that soundeth stronger ...
... death , and changes wint'ring on ! Fame - Beauty ! -idols madly chosen- Were yet of gold ; but thou art STONE ! Crumble like stone ! my voice no longer Shall wail their names , who silent be : There is a voice that soundeth stronger ...
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... death . Beati , beati mortui ! Now the vision in the sound Wheeleth on the wind around ; Now it sweepeth back , away- The uplands will not let it stay To dark the western sun : Mortui ! -away at last , - Or ere the page's blush is past ...
... death . Beati , beati mortui ! Now the vision in the sound Wheeleth on the wind around ; Now it sweepeth back , away- The uplands will not let it stay To dark the western sun : Mortui ! -away at last , - Or ere the page's blush is past ...
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A. C. Benson Arnold Arthur breast breath Browning Camelot Christina Rossetti D. G. Rossetti Dante Gabriel Rossetti dark dead death deep deren dichterischer Dichtung dream dust earth Edition Englische Dichter englischen erst ersten Excalibur eyes face flowers Gedichte Geiste gone großen Guenevere hand hath hear heard heart Hell and Heaven hervor hour Idylls Isle Jahre Jiriczek King King Arthur kiss Kunst Lady of Shalott Leben lich light lips literarische Little brother live look Lord Lyrik Mary Mother moon Morris never night o'er once pass Poems Poesie Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood rest rose Rossetti round seine seinen shadow shalt silence sing Sir Bedivere Sister Helen sleep smile song SONNET soul spake spirit stars Stimmung sweet Swinburne tears Tennyson thee thine things thou art thro u. d. Tit voice Volsung weary weep Werke wind wurde
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Página 158 - Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life...
Página 188 - But now the whole Round Table is dissolved Which was an image of the mighty world; And I, the last, go forth companionless, And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
Página 235 - YES! in the sea of life enisled, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone.
Página 111 - Spite of this flesh to-day I strove, made head, gained ground upon the whole!" As the bird wings and sings, Let us cry "All good things Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul!
Página 80 - 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.
Página 167 - The slender acacia would not shake One long milk-bloom on the tree ; The white lake-blossom fell into the lake, As the pimpernel dozed on the lea ; But the rose was awake all night for your sake, Knowing your promise to me : - The lilies and roses were all awake, They sigh'd for the dawn and thee.
Página 115 - FEAR death? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Página 43 - How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I lave thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
Página 146 - Grows green and broad, and takes no care, Sun-steep'd at noon, and in the moon Nightly dew-fed; and turning yellow Falls, and floats adown the air. Lo ! sweeten'd with the summer light, The full-juiced apple, waxing over-mellow, Drops in a silent autumn night. All its allotted length of days, The flower ripens in its place, Ripens and fades, and falls, and hath no toil, Fast-rooted in the fruitful soil.
Página 143 - he said, and pointed toward the land, ' This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon.' In the afternoon they came unto a land In which it seemed always afternoon.