A Sketch Explanatory of Lord Tennyson's Poems: The Princessrequest, 1885 - Počet stran: 93 |
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... received when first presented to the world . The following is from the Edinburgh Review , written in 1855 , when the poem had received its last touches : — " The subject of ' The Princess , ' so far from being great in a poetical point ...
... received when first presented to the world . The following is from the Edinburgh Review , written in 1855 , when the poem had received its last touches : — " The subject of ' The Princess , ' so far from being great in a poetical point ...
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... received from King Gama , Ida's father ; for the Princess , disregarding the betrothal , has taken up new and strange views of the destiny of women . She has founded a university for women in one of her father's palaces , 14 THE PRINCESS :
... received from King Gama , Ida's father ; for the Princess , disregarding the betrothal , has taken up new and strange views of the destiny of women . She has founded a university for women in one of her father's palaces , 14 THE PRINCESS :
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... received them at once escorted them to their rooms , they meanwhile asking many questions , and on hearing that Lady Psyche was both the prettiest and the best - natured of the tutors , they decided on becoming her pupils . Then to ...
... received them at once escorted them to their rooms , they meanwhile asking many questions , and on hearing that Lady Psyche was both the prettiest and the best - natured of the tutors , they decided on becoming her pupils . Then to ...
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... received by the ladies with surprise , for the Prince says : Rang false . " " Still my voice " A mere love poem , " says the Princess ; " O for such , my friend , We hold them slight : they mind us of the time When we made bricks in ...
... received by the ladies with surprise , for the Prince says : Rang false . " " Still my voice " A mere love poem , " says the Princess ; " O for such , my friend , We hold them slight : they mind us of the time When we made bricks in ...
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... at the treatment she has received . Speaking of Lady Psyche , she says : " You turned your warmer currents all to her , To me you froze : this was my meed for all . " ” She proceeds to explain how she detected the fraud that A SKETCH . 47.
... at the treatment she has received . Speaking of Lady Psyche , she says : " You turned your warmer currents all to her , To me you froze : this was my meed for all . " ” She proceeds to explain how she detected the fraud that A SKETCH . 47.
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Strana 78 - 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 62 - 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 45 - O Swallow, Swallow, flying, flying South, Fly to her, and fall upon her gilded eaves, And tell her, tell her, what I tell to thee. ' O tell her, Swallow, thou that knowest each, That bright and fierce and fickle is the South, And dark and true and tender is the North.
Strana 78 - 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.
Strana 25 - everywhere Two heads in council, two beside the hearth, Two in the tangled business of the world, Two in the liberal offices of life, Two plummets dropt for one to sound the abyss Of science, and the secrets of the mind...
Strana 79 - 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 79 - Yet was there one thro' whom I loved her, one Not learned, save in gracious household ways, Not perfect, nay, but full of tender wants, No Angel, but a dearer being, all dipt In Angel instincts, breathing Paradise...
Strana 62 - Then they praised, him, soft and low, Call'd 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.
Strana 44 - 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 79 - And so through those dark gates across the wild That no man knows. Indeed I love thee ; come Yield thyself up : my hopes and thine are one : Accomplish thou my manhood and thyself, Lay thy sweet hands in mine and trust to me.