Evenings with Great Authors, Svazek 1A. C. McClurg & Company, 1917 |
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Strana 2
... Sweet and low , sweet and low , Wind of the western sea , Low , low , breathe and blow , Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go , Come from the dying moon , and blow , Blow him again to me ; While my little one , while my ...
... Sweet and low , sweet and low , Wind of the western sea , Low , low , breathe and blow , Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go , Come from the dying moon , and blow , Blow him again to me ; While my little one , while my ...
Strana 3
... sweet emotion ; Nothing in the world is single ; All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle ; - Why not I with thine ? See the mountains kiss high heaven , And the waves clasp one another ; No sister flower would be ...
... sweet emotion ; Nothing in the world is single ; All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle ; - Why not I with thine ? See the mountains kiss high heaven , And the waves clasp one another ; No sister flower would be ...
Strana 4
... Sweet and Low ; but we observe that there is a new element : a thought is expressed . Beauty has come to the aid of truth ; and while we are uncertain whether we care most for the beauty or for the truth , we cannot but perceive how ...
... Sweet and Low ; but we observe that there is a new element : a thought is expressed . Beauty has come to the aid of truth ; and while we are uncertain whether we care most for the beauty or for the truth , we cannot but perceive how ...
Strana 8
... sweet , Felt in the blood , and felt along the heart ; And passing even into my purer mind , With tranquil restoration . that serene and blessed mood , In which the affections gently lead us on Until , the breath of this corporeal frame ...
... sweet , Felt in the blood , and felt along the heart ; And passing even into my purer mind , With tranquil restoration . that serene and blessed mood , In which the affections gently lead us on Until , the breath of this corporeal frame ...
Strana 28
... sweet as his poetry , in his own musical " Spenserian " stanza . As we have said , for the ordinary reader English literature begins with Shakespeare . He was the central figure of the brilliant era of Queen Eliza- beth 28 Evenings with ...
... sweet as his poetry , in his own musical " Spenserian " stanza . As we have said , for the ordinary reader English literature begins with Shakespeare . He was the central figure of the brilliant era of Queen Eliza- beth 28 Evenings with ...
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Strana 6 - But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind. With tranquil restoration...
Strana 162 - Nay, take my life and all, pardon not that : You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live.
Strana 224 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and, indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition, that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory ; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, — why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Strana 282 - Either the opponents of slavery will arrest the further spread of it, and place it where the public mind shall rest in the belief that it is in the course of ultimate extinction ; or its advocates will push it forward till it shall become alike lawful in all the States, old as well as new, North as well as South.
Strana 252 - Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples, That liberal shepherds give a grosser name, But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them: There, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke, When down her weedy trophies and herself Fell in the weeping brook.
Strana 2 - Tell me not in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real, life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Strana 182 - But to be frank, and give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have : My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep ; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Strana 246 - Now, whether it be Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on the event,— A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward,— I do not know Why yet I live to say 'this thing's to do,' Sith I have cause, and will, and strength, and means, To do 't.
Strana 134 - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages, princes' palaces. It is a good divine, that follows his own instructions ; I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Strana 163 - The moon shines bright: — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.