Victorian Poetry1962 |
Vyhledávání v knize
Výsledky 1-3 z 80
Strana 16
... live again in memory , With those old faces of our infancy Heap'd over with a mound of grass , Two handfuls of white dust , shut in an urn of brass ! VI Dear is the memory of our wedded lives , And dear the last embraces of our wives 70 ...
... live again in memory , With those old faces of our infancy Heap'd over with a mound of grass , Two handfuls of white dust , shut in an urn of brass ! VI Dear is the memory of our wedded lives , And dear the last embraces of our wives 70 ...
Strana 183
... live needs must our pictures live , And see their faces , listen to their prate , Partakers of their daily pettiness , Discussed of- " This I love , or this I hate , " This likes me more , and this affects me less ! " Wherefore I chose ...
... live needs must our pictures live , And see their faces , listen to their prate , Partakers of their daily pettiness , Discussed of- " This I love , or this I hate , " This likes me more , and this affects me less ! " Wherefore I chose ...
Strana 823
... live in the Alps in melancholy meditation , with portraits of Wordsworth and Goethe : Wordsworth as a man who found serenity in nature , but averted his eyes from " half of human fate , " and Goethe as a man who was able to rise above ...
... live in the Alps in melancholy meditation , with portraits of Wordsworth and Goethe : Wordsworth as a man who found serenity in nature , but averted his eyes from " half of human fate , " and Goethe as a man who was able to rise above ...
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art thou Arthur beauty blood breast breath brother Camelot child Dagonet dark death dream earth eyes face fair fair lord faith fear feet fire flowers glory God's gold golden Guido Guinevere hair Hallam hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven Holy Grail hour Iseult King King Arthur kiss Lady of Pain Lady of Shalott Lancelot Lavaine leave light lips live Locksley Hall look Lord Love's lyric man's mind moon mother neath never night o'er once Oxus pain pale Paracelsus poem poet poetry praise Queen rose round Rustum Setebos sing Sir Lancelot sleep smile song sorrow soul speak spirit star stood sweet tears Tennyson thee thine things thou art thought thro truth turn Victorian voice wild wind wings word youth