TennysonianaPickering and Company, 1879 - Počet stran: 208 |
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Strana 9
... true to me : For I for thee have lost a throne To wear the crown of love alone . " Fair daughter of a regal line ! To thraldom bow not tame ; My every wish on earth was thine , My every hope the same . And I have moved within thy sphere ...
... true to me : For I for thee have lost a throne To wear the crown of love alone . " Fair daughter of a regal line ! To thraldom bow not tame ; My every wish on earth was thine , My every hope the same . And I have moved within thy sphere ...
Strana 10
... true Tenny- sonian ring . Five years afterwards the poet recurred to the same theme in his " Dream of Fair Women , " giving us the reverse of the picture . Here Cleopatra speaks : " O what days and nights We had in Egypt , ever reaping ...
... true Tenny- sonian ring . Five years afterwards the poet recurred to the same theme in his " Dream of Fair Women , " giving us the reverse of the picture . Here Cleopatra speaks : " O what days and nights We had in Egypt , ever reaping ...
Strana 58
... 'd with their age Be scorn'd like old men of less truth than tongue , And your true rights be term'd a poet's rage And stretched metre of an antique song ? " Sonnet 17 . TENNYSON . " The herald melodies of spring . " 58 TENNYSONΙΑΝΑ .
... 'd with their age Be scorn'd like old men of less truth than tongue , And your true rights be term'd a poet's rage And stretched metre of an antique song ? " Sonnet 17 . TENNYSON . " The herald melodies of spring . " 58 TENNYSONΙΑΝΑ .
Strana 64
... true love may seem false in this , That you for love speak well of me untrue . " Sonnet 72 . " Which eyes not yet created shall o'erread . " Sonnet 81 . TENNYSON . " There rolls the deep where grew the 64 TENNYSONIANA .
... true love may seem false in this , That you for love speak well of me untrue . " Sonnet 72 . " Which eyes not yet created shall o'erread . " Sonnet 81 . TENNYSON . " There rolls the deep where grew the 64 TENNYSONIANA .
Strana 78
... true 66 cc poet - such as the author of ' Mariana ' and the Lines on " the Arabian Nights ' undoubtedly is - in those stanzas " which describe the appearance of a visionary form , by " which the writer is supposed to be haunted amidst ...
... true 66 cc poet - such as the author of ' Mariana ' and the Lines on " the Arabian Nights ' undoubtedly is - in those stanzas " which describe the appearance of a visionary form , by " which the writer is supposed to be haunted amidst ...
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Strana 58 - Who will believe my verse in time to come, If it were fill'd with your most high deserts? Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which hides your life and shows not half your parts.
Strana 125 - Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Strana 83 - Then went Sir Bedivere the second time Across the ridge, and paced beside the mere, Counting the dewy pebbles, fix'd in thought; But when he saw the wonder of the hilt, How curiously and strangely chased, he smote His palms together, and he cried aloud: "And if indeed I cast the brand away, Surely a precious thing, one worthy note, Should thus be lost for ever from the earth, Which might have pleased the eyes of many men.
Strana 66 - ... releasing ; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting ? And for that riches where is my deserving? The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting, And so my patent back again is swerving. Thyself thou...
Strana 66 - Farewell ! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate : The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing ; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting ? And for that riches where is my deserving ? The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting, And so my patent back again is swerving.
Strana 68 - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
Strana 159 - As when a painter, poring on a face, Divinely thro' all hindrance finds the man Behind it, and so paints him that his face, The shape and colour of a mind and life, Lives for his children, ever at its best...
Strana 26 - Regret is dead, but love is more Than in the summers that are flown, For I myself with these have grown To something greater than before ; Which makes appear the songs I made As echoes out of weaker times, As half but idle brawling rhymes, The sport of random sun and shade.
Strana 87 - Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself...
Strana 70 - Two loves I have of comfort and despair. Which like two spirits do suggest me still: The better angel is a man right fair, The worser spirit a woman colour'd ill. To win me soon to hell, my female evil Tempteth my better angel from my side, And would corrupt my saint to be a devil, Wooing his purity with her foul pride.