Tennyson's The PrincessGinn, 1897 - Počet stran: 187 |
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Strana xx
... expression from the schools- - not only an exoteric but an esoteric interest . To sit down , for instance , to the study of the Eclogues , the Georgics , and the Eneid , without being familiar with the illustrative masterpieces of Greek ...
... expression from the schools- - not only an exoteric but an esoteric interest . To sit down , for instance , to the study of the Eclogues , the Georgics , and the Eneid , without being familiar with the illustrative masterpieces of Greek ...
Strana xxi
... expression , which is its esoteric and critical side . To a certain point only he is the poet of the multitude ; preeminently is he the poet of the cultured . Nor , I repeat , will his services to art be ever understood and justly ...
... expression , which is its esoteric and critical side . To a certain point only he is the poet of the multitude ; preeminently is he the poet of the cultured . Nor , I repeat , will his services to art be ever understood and justly ...
Strana xxii
... expression , they are almost free from what the Greeks called кρoкuλeyμbs ( dealing in trifles ) and yuxporns ( ambitious conceits ) . Their object was to describe and interpret , not to refine and subtilize . They were great artists ...
... expression , they are almost free from what the Greeks called кρoкuλeyμbs ( dealing in trifles ) and yuxporns ( ambitious conceits ) . Their object was to describe and interpret , not to refine and subtilize . They were great artists ...
Strana xxiii
... expression . . . . If Tennyson would describe the flight of scared deer it is - ... Twinkled the innumerable ear and tail ( The Brook ) ; or a gesture of surprise , it is Up went the hushed amaze of hand and eye ( Princess ) . So again ...
... expression . . . . If Tennyson would describe the flight of scared deer it is - ... Twinkled the innumerable ear and tail ( The Brook ) ; or a gesture of surprise , it is Up went the hushed amaze of hand and eye ( Princess ) . So again ...
Strana xxiv
... expression of M. Taine , the most insular of eminent English poets , as he is assuredly the most conventional . And it is this which explains the extraordinary fascination which for nearly half a century he has exercised over his ...
... expression of M. Taine , the most insular of eminent English poets , as he is assuredly the most conventional . And it is this which explains the extraordinary fascination which for nearly half a century he has exercised over his ...
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Strana 73 - TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Strana 137 - The leperous distilment; whose effect Holds such an enmity with blood of man, That, swift as quicksilver, it courses through The natural gates and alleys of the body ; And, with a sudden vigour, it doth posset And curd, like eager droppings into milk, The thin and wholesome blood...
Strana 162 - 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...
Strana 71 - O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Strana 127 - Then they praised him, soft and low, Called him worthy to be loved, Truest friend and noblest foe ; Yet she neither spoke nor moved. Stole a maiden from her place, Lightly to the warrior stept, Took the face-cloth from the face ; Yet she neither moved nor wept. Rose a nurse of ninety years, Set his child upon her knee — Like summer tempest came her tears "Sweet my child, I live for thee.
Strana 71 - The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Strana 74 - On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.
Strana 161 - Within her — let her make herself her own To give or keep, to live and learn and be All that not harms distinctive womanhood. 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.
Strana 146 - THE fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the Ocean, The winds of Heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In one spirit meet and mingle. Why not I with thine?
Strana 154 - Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white ; Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk ; Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font: The fire-fly wakens: waken thou with me. " Now droops the milkwhite peacock like a ghost, And like a ghost she glimmers on to me. " Now lies the Earth all Danae to the stars, And all thy heart lies open unto me.