Tennyson's The Princess: A MedleyGlobe School Book Company, 1900 - Počet stran: 138 |
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... keep a chronicle - With all about him " which he brought , and I Dived in a hoard of tales that dealt with knights , 30 Half - legend , half - historic , counts and kings Who laid about them at their wills and died ; And mixt with these ...
... keep a chronicle - With all about him " which he brought , and I Dived in a hoard of tales that dealt with knights , 30 Half - legend , half - historic , counts and kings Who laid about them at their wills and died ; And mixt with these ...
Strana 5
... keep us 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 ...
... keep us 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 ...
Strana 28
... keep your hoods about the face ; They do so that affect abstraction here . " Go : we have been too long Speak little ; mix not with the rest ; and hold 340 Your promise : all , I trust , may yet be well . " We turn'd to go , but Cyril ...
... keep your hoods about the face ; They do so that affect abstraction here . " Go : we have been too long Speak little ; mix not with the rest ; and hold 340 Your promise : all , I trust , may yet be well . " We turn'd to go , but Cyril ...
Strana 38
... " Our king expects — was there no precontract ? There is no truer - hearted — ah , you seem All he prefigured , and he could not see The bird of passage flying south but long'd 195 To follow : surely , if your Highness keep 38 THE PRINCESS.
... " Our king expects — was there no precontract ? There is no truer - hearted — ah , you seem All he prefigured , and he could not see The bird of passage flying south but long'd 195 To follow : surely , if your Highness keep 38 THE PRINCESS.
Strana 39
... keep Your purport , you will shock him ev'n to death , Or baser courses , children of despair . " 66 can he not read . " Poor boy , " she said , -no books ? Quoit , tennis , ball no games ? nor deals in that 200 Which men delight in ...
... keep Your purport , you will shock him ev'n to death , Or baser courses , children of despair . " 66 can he not read . " Poor boy , " she said , -no books ? Quoit , tennis , ball no games ? nor deals in that 200 Which men delight in ...
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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 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 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 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 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 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 - ... 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 47 - 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. "0 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. "O Swallow, Swallow, if I could follow, and light Upon her lattice, I would pipe and trill, And cheep and twitter twenty million loves.