Poems of TennysonGinn, 1903 - 496 oldal |
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xxiv. oldal
... truth to nature , romantic charm . Not His poem of " Timbuctoo , " which won the Chancellor's gold medal in 1829 , was only a working - over of an earlier poem on " The Battle of Armageddon , " and he thought little of it . But in 1830 ...
... truth to nature , romantic charm . Not His poem of " Timbuctoo , " which won the Chancellor's gold medal in 1829 , was only a working - over of an earlier poem on " The Battle of Armageddon , " and he thought little of it . But in 1830 ...
lx. oldal
... truth in the description of nature . The alterations made for this reason are very many . I give a few examples . " The Lotos - Eaters " ( l . 7 ) : — Above the valley burned the golden moon . [ 1833 ] But in the afternoon ( 1. 3 ) the ...
... truth in the description of nature . The alterations made for this reason are very many . I give a few examples . " The Lotos - Eaters " ( l . 7 ) : — Above the valley burned the golden moon . [ 1833 ] But in the afternoon ( 1. 3 ) the ...
lxxxv. oldal
... Truth ; All the millions one at length with all the visions of my youth ? Earth at last a warless world , a single race , a single tongue I have seen her far away - for is not Earth as yet so young ? Every tiger madness muzzled , every ...
... Truth ; All the millions one at length with all the visions of my youth ? Earth at last a warless world , a single race , a single tongue I have seen her far away - for is not Earth as yet so young ? Every tiger madness muzzled , every ...
lxxxix. oldal
... truth and honour and fidelity and courage and unselfishness should come to flower . There is none of the tropical iridescence of decadent ero- tomania in Tennyson's love poetry . The fatal shame of that morbid and consuming fever of the ...
... truth and honour and fidelity and courage and unselfishness should come to flower . There is none of the tropical iridescence of decadent ero- tomania in Tennyson's love poetry . The fatal shame of that morbid and consuming fever of the ...
xciv. oldal
... truths that never can be proved , Until we close with all we loved And all we flow from , soul in soul . It is not difficult to trace in his religious poems of this period the influence of the theology of the Rev. F. D. Maurice , who ...
... truths that never can be proved , Until we close with all we loved And all we flow from , soul in soul . It is not difficult to trace in his religious poems of this period the influence of the theology of the Rev. F. D. Maurice , who ...
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253. oldal - Our little systems have their day; They have their day and cease to be: They are but broken lights of thee, And thou, O Lord, art more than they.
218. oldal - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
267. oldal - Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life...
144. oldal - Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight.
lxxix. oldal - tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy : for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings.
118. oldal - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades Vext the dim sea: I am become a name; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known: cities of men, And manners, climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but...
218. oldal - But now farewell. I am going a long way With these thou seest — if indeed I go — (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) To the island-valley of...
85. oldal - Storm'd at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of hell Rode the six hundred. Flash'd all their sabres bare, Flash'd as they turn'd in air Sabring the gunners there, Charging an army, while All the world wonder'd. Plunged in the battery-smoke Right thro' the line they broke; Cossack and Russian Reel'd from the sabre-stroke Shatter'd and sunder'd.
118. oldal - 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' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved • From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself. And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
150. oldal - With the standards of the peoples plunging thro' the thunderstorm; Till the war-drum throbb'd no longer, and the battle-flags were furl'd 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.