Selections from the Poetical Works of Robert BrowningChapman and Hall, 1863 - 411 oldal |
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4. oldal
... look at her ? I said " Frà Pandolf " by design , for never read Strangers like you that pictured countenance , The ... looks went everywhere . Sir , ' twas all one ! My favour at her breast , The dropping of the daylight in the west , 1 ...
... look at her ? I said " Frà Pandolf " by design , for never read Strangers like you that pictured countenance , The ... looks went everywhere . Sir , ' twas all one ! My favour at her breast , The dropping of the daylight in the west , 1 ...
7. oldal
... look on the mirror , trust My arms to each an arm of theirs , And so descend the castle - stairs- VI . And come out on the morning troop Of merry friends who kissed my cheek , And called me Queen , and made me stoop Under the canopy ...
... look on the mirror , trust My arms to each an arm of theirs , And so descend the castle - stairs- VI . And come out on the morning troop Of merry friends who kissed my cheek , And called me Queen , and made me stoop Under the canopy ...
33. oldal
... look , and unprepared ! My brothers live in Austria's pay -Disowned me long ago , men say ; And all my early mates who used To praise me so - perhaps induced More than one early step of mine- Are turning wise ; while some opine ...
... look , and unprepared ! My brothers live in Austria's pay -Disowned me long ago , men say ; And all my early mates who used To praise me so - perhaps induced More than one early step of mine- Are turning wise ; while some opine ...
37. oldal
... look at him ! True peach , Rosy and flawless : how I earned the prize ! Draw close that conflagration of my church -What then ? So much was saved if aught were missed ! My sons , ye would not be my death ? Go dig The white - grape ...
... look at him ! True peach , Rosy and flawless : how I earned the prize ! Draw close that conflagration of my church -What then ? So much was saved if aught were missed ! My sons , ye would not be my death ? Go dig The white - grape ...
41. oldal
... look that you grow not , Stay as you are and be loved for ever ! Bud , if I kiss you ' tis that you blow not , Mind , the shut pink mouth opens never ! For while thus it pouts , her fingers wrestle , Twinkling the audacious leaves ...
... look that you grow not , Stay as you are and be loved for ever ! Bud , if I kiss you ' tis that you blow not , Mind , the shut pink mouth opens never ! For while thus it pouts , her fingers wrestle , Twinkling the audacious leaves ...
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Selections from the Poetical Works of Robert Browning [Ed. by J. Forster and ... Robert Browning Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2016 |
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Anael aught beauty beside bezants blood breast breath brow Clement Marot CONSTANCE crown dare dead dear Djabal doubt dream drop Druses duke earth eyes face faith fear Fest Festus flesh Florence gift give God's Goito grace grew guilders hair Hakeem hand head hear heart heaven hope Jacynth keep King kiss lady laugh leave Lebanon life's lips live look Loys man's mind neath never night NORBERT Nuncio o'er once Otti paint Pandulph PARACELSUS PIPPA PASSES praise prove QUEEN round sake sleep smile Sordello soul speak stand stoop strange sure sure as fate tell thee there's thine thing Thorold thou thought thro true truth Turin turn twas twixt Vane Venice Wentworth what's whole wonder word Zeus
Népszerű szakaszok
30. oldal - So we were left galloping, Joris and I, Past Looz and past Tongres, no cloud in the sky; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle, bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight!
29. oldal - Good speed!" cried the watch as the gate-bolts undrew, "Speed!" echoed the wall to us galloping through. Behind shut the postern, the lights sank to rest, And into the midnight we galloped abreast.
14. oldal - Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself erect By just his horse's mane, a boy: You hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compressed, Scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two. "Well," cried he, "Emperor, by God's grace We've got you Ratisbon!
19. oldal - And licked the soup from the cooks' own ladles, Split open the kegs of salted sprats, Made nests inside men's Sunday hats, And even spoiled the women's chats, By drowning their speaking With shrieking and squeaking In fifty different sharps and flats. At last the people in a body To the Town Hall came flocking: "Tis clear...
234. oldal - Sixteen years old when she died ! Perhaps she had scarcely heard my name ; It was not her time to love ; beside, Her life had many a hope and aim, Duties enough and little...
26. oldal - I'm bereft Of all the pleasant sights they see, Which the Piper also promised me. For he led us, he said, to a joyous land, Joining the town and just at hand, Where waters gushed and fruit-trees grew And flowers put forth a fairer hue, And everything was strange and new...
231. oldal - Where a multitude of men breathed joy and woe Long ago; Lust of glory pricked their hearts up, dread of shame Struck them tame; And that glory and that shame alike, the gold Bought and sold.
23. oldal - You should have heard the Hamelin people Ringing the bells till they rocked the steeple. " Go," cried the Mayor, " and get long poles, Poke out the nests and block up the holes ! Consult with carpenters and builders, And leave in our town not even a trace Of the rats! " — when suddenly, up the face Of the Piper perked in the market-place, W>th a, " First, if you please, my thousand guilders !
104. oldal - There is an inmost centre in us all, Where truth abides in fulness ; and around Wall upon wall, the gross flesh hems it in, This perfect, clear perception — which is truth ; A baffling and perverting carnal mesh Blinds it, and makes all error : and, " to know" Rather consists in opening out a way Whence the imprisoned splendour may escape, Than in effecting entry for a light Supposed to be without.
17. oldal - There's a great text in Galatians, Once you trip on it, entails Twenty-nine distinct damnations, One sure, if another fails; If I trip him just a-dying, Sure of heaven as sure can be, Spin him round and send him flying Off to hell, a Manichee?