Tennyson's The Princess: A MedleyGlobe School Book Company, 1900 - Počet stran: 138 |
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... child of five years old , with shining locks , stood opening his arms . upon the blast and letting himself be blown ... children . A neighbor has described them as " running about from one place to another , .. they all wrote verses ...
... child of five years old , with shining locks , stood opening his arms . upon the blast and letting himself be blown ... children . A neighbor has described them as " running about from one place to another , .. they all wrote verses ...
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... child , and thither half 5 The neighbouring borough with their Institute Of which he was the patron . I was there From college , visiting the son , the son A Walter too , with others of our set , Five others : we were seven at Vivian ...
... child , and thither half 5 The neighbouring borough with their Institute Of which he was the patron . I was there From college , visiting the son , the son A Walter too , with others of our set , Five others : we were seven at Vivian ...
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... child , half woman as she was , had wound A scarf of orange round the stony helm , And robed the shoulders in a rosy silk , That made the old warrior from his ivied nook 105 Glow like a sunbeam : near his tomb a feast Shone , silver ...
... child , half woman as she was , had wound A scarf of orange round the stony helm , And robed the shoulders in a rosy silk , That made the old warrior from his ivied nook 105 Glow like a sunbeam : near his tomb a feast Shone , silver ...
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... children ! Oh , I wish That I were some great princess ! I would build 135 Far off from men a college like a man's , And I would teach them all that men are taught ; We are twice as quick ! " And here she shook aside The hand that play ...
... children ! Oh , I wish That I were some great princess ! I would build 135 Far off from men a college like a man's , And I would teach them all that men are taught ; We are twice as quick ! " And here she shook aside The hand that play ...
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... children ; they must lose the child , assume The woman then , Sir , awful odes she wrote , Too awful , sure , for what they treated of , But all she is and does is awful ; odes 140 About this losing of the child ; and rhymes And dismal ...
... children ; they must lose the child , assume The woman then , Sir , awful odes she wrote , Too awful , sure , for what they treated of , But all she is and does is awful ; odes 140 About this losing of the child ; and rhymes And dismal ...
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Strana 100 - That like a broken purpose waste in air : So waste not thou ; but come; for all the vales Await thee ; azure pillars of the hearth Arise to thee; the children call, and I Thy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees.
Strana 45 - 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 102 - 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...
Strana 99 - 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.
Strana 31 - Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon; Rest, rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon ; Father will come to his babe in the nest, Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver moon: Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep.
Strana 102 - 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 noble...
Strana 103 - Happy he With such a mother ! faith in womankind Beats with his blood, and trust in all things high Comes easy to him, and tho' he trip and fall He shall not blind his soul with clay.
Strana 120 - Therefore is the name of it called Babel ; because the Lord did there confound the language of all the earth: and from thence did the Lord scatter them abroad upon the face of all the earth.
Strana 100 - ... of dusky doors: But follow ; let the torrent dance thee down To find him in the valley; let the wild Lean-headed Eagles yelp alone, and leave The monstrous ledges there to slope, and spill Their thousand wreaths of dangling water-smoke, That like a broken purpose waste in air: So waste not thou; but come; for all the vales Await thee; azure pillars of the hearth Arise to thee; the children call, and I Thy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet; Myriads...
Strana 102 - Dear, but let us type them now In our own lives, and this proud watchword rest Of equal; seeing either sex alone Is half itself, and in true marriage lies Nor equal, nor unequal: each fulfils Defect in each, and always thought in thought, Purpose in purpose, will in will, they grow, The single pure and perfect animal, The two-cell'd heart beating, with one full stroke, Life.