The Museum. [entitled] The Museum and English journal of education, 2. kötet |
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Then if ever come perfect days , Then Heaven tries the Earth if it be in tune And over it softly her warm ear lays . Whether we look , or whether we listen , We hear life murmur or see it glisten , Every clod feels a stir of might ...
Then if ever come perfect days , Then Heaven tries the Earth if it be in tune And over it softly her warm ear lays . Whether we look , or whether we listen , We hear life murmur or see it glisten , Every clod feels a stir of might ...
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255. oldal - IN THE greenest of our valleys, By good angels tenanted, Once a fair and stately palace — Radiant palace — reared its head. In the monarch Thought's dominion — It stood there! Never seraph spread a pinion Over fabric half so fair.
253. oldal - And what is so rare as a day in June ? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays : Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might. An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
144. oldal - Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
44. oldal - That low man seeks a little thing to do, Sees it and does it: This high man, with a great thing to pursue, Dies ere he knows it.
45. oldal - Here - here's his place, where meteors shoot, clouds form, Lightnings are loosened, Stars come and go! Let joy break with the storm, Peace let the dew send! Lofty designs must close in like effects: Loftily lying, Leave him — still loftier than the world suspects, Living and dying.
80. oldal - The very village was altered ; it was larger and more populous. There were rows of houses which he had never seen before, and those which had been his familiar haunts had disappeared. Strange names were over the doors — strange faces at the windows — everything was strange.
367. oldal - The blessings of thy father have prevailed above the blessings of my progenitors Unto the utmost bound of the everlasting hills : They shall be on the head of Joseph, And on the crown of the head of him that was separate from his brethren.
288. oldal - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...
157. oldal - As if the clouds its echo would repeat ; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before ! Arm! arm! it is — it is— the cannon's opening roar!
131. oldal - In that Faery Queene I meane glory in my generall intention, but in my particular I conceive the most excellent and glorious person of our soveraine the Queene, and her kingdome in Faery Land.
Bibliográfiai információk
| Cím | The Museum. [entitled] The Museum and English journal of education, 2. kötet |
| Szerző | Museum and English journal of education |
| Kiadás éve: | 1863 |
| Eredeti forrása | Oxfordi Egyetem |
| Digitalizálva: | 2006. nov. 27. |
| Idézet exportálása | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |