Tennyson: A Critical StudyBlackie & son, limited, 1899 - Počet stran: 234 |
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Strana 52
... move about- Pass , thou death - like type of pain , Mix not memory with doubt . ' Tis the blot upon the brain That will show itself without . XII . Would the happy spirit descend In the chamber or the street As she looks among the blest ...
... move about- Pass , thou death - like type of pain , Mix not memory with doubt . ' Tis the blot upon the brain That will show itself without . XII . Would the happy spirit descend In the chamber or the street As she looks among the blest ...
Strana 53
... moved around me still With the moving of the blood That is moved not of the will . XVI . Let it pass , the dreary brow , Let the dismal face go by , Will it lead me to the grave ? Then I lose it : it will fly : Can it overlast the ...
... moved around me still With the moving of the blood That is moved not of the will . XVI . Let it pass , the dreary brow , Let the dismal face go by , Will it lead me to the grave ? Then I lose it : it will fly : Can it overlast the ...
Strana 57
... moves me like the love of Juliet in Shakspeare ( though that is not altogether parallel ) , and I do not doubt , whatever opinions are expressed about it , that it will in a few years be above criticism . " There are hundreds and ...
... moves me like the love of Juliet in Shakspeare ( though that is not altogether parallel ) , and I do not doubt , whatever opinions are expressed about it , that it will in a few years be above criticism . " There are hundreds and ...
Strana 61
... moving each to music , soul in soul and light in light , Shall flash through one another in a moment as we will . The imagination in the earlier of these verses is like the imagination of Swift , penetrating , irre- sistible , but ...
... moving each to music , soul in soul and light in light , Shall flash through one another in a moment as we will . The imagination in the earlier of these verses is like the imagination of Swift , penetrating , irre- sistible , but ...
Strana 67
... Moved from beneath with doubt and fear . The first impulse of his youth had been courage . It is man's privilege to doubt , for some day truth may emerge , a perfect image , from this chaos . Is man to be as the ox or sheep who feeds in ...
... Moved from beneath with doubt and fear . The first impulse of his youth had been courage . It is man's privilege to doubt , for some day truth may emerge , a perfect image , from this chaos . Is man to be as the ox or sheep who feeds in ...
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Strana 121 - SUNSET and evening star, And one clear call for me. And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark: And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; For tho...
Strana 73 - I HELD it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
Strana 133 - I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! As tho
Strana 114 - Who roll'd the psalm to wintry skies, Who built him fanes of fruitless prayer, Who trusted God was love indeed And love Creation's final law — Tho...
Strana 57 - She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a century dead; Would start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red.
Strana 103 - Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new : That which they have done but earnest of the things that they shall do...
Strana 120 - The broken sheds look'd sad and strange: Unlifted was the clinking latch; Weeded and worn the ancient thatch Upon the lonely moated grange. She only said, ' My life is dreary, He cometh not...
Strana 104 - In the Parliament of man, the Federation of the world. There the common sense of most shall hold a fretful realm in awe, And the kindly earth shall slumber, lapt in universal law.
Strana 127 - I loved the brimming wave that swam Thro' quiet meadows round the mill, The sleepy pool above the dam, The pool beneath it never still, The meal-sacks on the whiten'd floor, The dark round of the dripping wheel, The very air about the door Made misty with the floating meal.
Strana 83 - Nor thro' the questions men may try, The petty cobwebs we have spun: If e'er when faith had fall'n' asleep, I heard a voice, "Believe no more," And heard an ever-breaking shore That tumbled in the Godless deep; A warmth within the breast would melt The freezing reason's colder part, And like a man in wrath the heart Stood up and answered, "I have felt.