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429. oldal - Tis life, whereof our nerves are scant, Oh life, not death, for which we pant ; More life, and fuller, that I want.
207. oldal - And mountain crags : so shalt thou see and hear The lovely shapes and sounds intelligible Of that eternal language, which thy God Utters, who from eternity doth teach Himself in all, and all things in himself.
160. oldal - The sun was gone now ; the curled moon Was like a little feather Fluttering far down the gulf; and now She spoke through the still weather. Her voice was like the voice the stars Had when they sang together.
306. oldal - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand or freeman fa', Let him follow me!
309. oldal - I see the dagger-crest of Mar, I see the Moray's silver star, Wave o'er the cloud of Saxon war, That up the lake comes winding far ! To hero bound for battle-strife, Or bard of martial lay, 'Twere worth ten years of peaceful life, One glance at their array ! XVI.
314. oldal - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave...
215. oldal - Literature consists of all the books — and they are not so many — where moral truth and human passion are touched with a certain largeness, sanity, and attraction of form.
273. oldal - Tibullus erit. 60 obvius huic venias hedera iuvenalia cinctus tempora cum Calvo, docte Catulle, tuo ; tu quoque, si falsum est temerati crimen amici, sanguinis atque animae prodige Galle tuae. his comes umbra tua est ; siqua est modo corporis umbra, 65 auxisti numeros, culte Tibulle, pios. ossa quieta, precor, tuta requiescite in urna, et sit humus cineri non onerosa tuo ! ANNUA venerunt Cerealis tempora sacri ; secubat in vacuo sola puella toro.