Proceedings of the Literary & Philosophical Society of Liverpool, 52. kiadásDeighton and Laughton, 1898 |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 16 találatból.
3. oldal
... voice for your own murmurings , - Go to the mountains and the choral woods , Or the upheavèd wilderness of sea , Or earth's lone wilds and pathless solitudes If ye would find the Mighty Mystery ! ' Tis there , methinks , is God - where ...
... voice for your own murmurings , - Go to the mountains and the choral woods , Or the upheavèd wilderness of sea , Or earth's lone wilds and pathless solitudes If ye would find the Mighty Mystery ! ' Tis there , methinks , is God - where ...
14. oldal
... former the poet speaks first of the influence of Shelley , and then of that of Keats on his " young days of fervid poesy . " Going on to speak of Wordsworth , he says- The first voice , then the second , in their 14 WILLIAM WATSON .
... former the poet speaks first of the influence of Shelley , and then of that of Keats on his " young days of fervid poesy . " Going on to speak of Wordsworth , he says- The first voice , then the second , in their 14 WILLIAM WATSON .
15. oldal
Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool. The first voice , then the second , in their turns Had sung me captive . This voice sang me free . Therefore , above all vocal sons of men , Since him whose sightless eyes saw hell and ...
Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool. The first voice , then the second , in their turns Had sung me captive . This voice sang me free . Therefore , above all vocal sons of men , Since him whose sightless eyes saw hell and ...
18. oldal
... voice is mute . Land that he loved , that loved him ! nevermore Meadow of thine , smooth lawn or wild sea - shore , Gardens of odorous bloom and tremulous fruit , Or woodlands old , like Druid couches spread , The master's feet shall ...
... voice is mute . Land that he loved , that loved him ! nevermore Meadow of thine , smooth lawn or wild sea - shore , Gardens of odorous bloom and tremulous fruit , Or woodlands old , like Druid couches spread , The master's feet shall ...
24. oldal
... voice that e'er on English ears hath rung , And bade her seer awhile Pause and put by the bard , Till this tormented isle , With feuds and factions jarred , Some leisure might regain To hear the long - pent strain Re - risen from storm ...
... voice that e'er on English ears hath rung , And bade her seer awhile Pause and put by the bard , Till this tormented isle , With feuds and factions jarred , Some leisure might regain To hear the long - pent strain Re - risen from storm ...
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109. oldal - It were good therefore that men in their innovations would follow the example of time itself, which indeed innovateth greatly, but quietly and by degrees scarce to be perceived...
53. oldal - Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them; and descending they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream - by these Three Queens with crowns of gold - and from them rose A cry that...
87. oldal - It is the land that freemen till, That sober-suited Freedom chose, The land, where girt with friends or foes A man may speak the thing he will; A land of settled government, A land of just and old renown, Where Freedom slowly broadens down From precedent to precedent...
82. oldal - But Art, — wherein man nowise speaks to men, Only to mankind, — Art may tell a truth Obliquely, do the thing shall breed the thought, Nor wrong the thought, missing the mediate word.
53. oldal - The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils Himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world.
48. oldal - Call'd me polluted : shall I kill myself? What help in that ? I cannot kill my sin, If soul be soul ; nor can I kill my shame ; No, nor by living can I live it down. The days will grow to weeks, the weeks to months, The months will add themselves and make the years, The years will roll into the centuries, And mine will ever be a name of scorn.
97. oldal - Not once or twice in our fair island-story, The path of duty was the way to glory: He, that ever following her commands, On with toil of heart and knees and hands, Thro...
98. oldal - LOVE thou thy land, with love far-brought From out the storied Past, and used Within the Present, but transfused Thro' future time by power of thought.
52. oldal - Came on the shining levels of the lake. There drew he forth the brand Excalibur, And o'er him, drawing it, the winter moon, Brightening the skirts of a long cloud, ran forth And sparkled keen with frost against the hilt : For all the haft twinkled with diamond sparks.
56. oldal - Blow trumpet, for the world is white with May; Blow trumpet, the long night hath roll'd away! Blow thro' the living world - "Let the King reign.