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xxxvii. oldal
... dead , a few hours , and but for a few hours , after the spirit is not there ' . " Die Erzählung von der Hexe von Endor und das Erscheinen von Samuels Geist , die er in den Hebr . Mel . poetisch behandelt , fesselte sein Interesse noch ...
... dead , a few hours , and but for a few hours , after the spirit is not there ' . " Die Erzählung von der Hexe von Endor und das Erscheinen von Samuels Geist , die er in den Hebr . Mel . poetisch behandelt , fesselte sein Interesse noch ...
xxxviii. oldal
... dead , and piety Bringeth a patient hope to those who mourn O'er the departed ; but this alter'd face , Bearing its deadly sorrow character'd , Came to him like a ghost , which in the grave Could find no rest . So ist also Francescas ...
... dead , and piety Bringeth a patient hope to those who mourn O'er the departed ; but this alter'd face , Bearing its deadly sorrow character'd , Came to him like a ghost , which in the grave Could find no rest . So ist also Francescas ...
xliv. oldal
... dead above , and the dead below ; V. 56 : From . deed to deed ; V. 706 : foot to foot , V. 859 : foot by foot ; V. 706 : Hand to hand ; V. 578 : Lifeless , but life- like , and awful to sight ; V. 583 f .: If not for love of me be given ...
... dead above , and the dead below ; V. 56 : From . deed to deed ; V. 706 : foot to foot , V. 859 : foot by foot ; V. 706 : Hand to hand ; V. 578 : Lifeless , but life- like , and awful to sight ; V. 583 f .: If not for love of me be given ...
xlv. oldal
... dead ( vgl . Regel p . 179 ; Lindner p . 330 ; Clumpha p . 9 ; Höfer p . 13 ) ; V. 374 : When man would do a deed of worth , V. 530 : Thou hast done a fearful deed ( vgl . Sir Tristr . V. 1508 : Dede the steward this dede ? Am . a ...
... dead ( vgl . Regel p . 179 ; Lindner p . 330 ; Clumpha p . 9 ; Höfer p . 13 ) ; V. 374 : When man would do a deed of worth , V. 530 : Thou hast done a fearful deed ( vgl . Sir Tristr . V. 1508 : Dede the steward this dede ? Am . a ...
xlvii. oldal
... dead that are past all pain ; V. 997 : Let their mothers see and say ( vgl . die Anm . z . d . St. und Arth . a . M. p . XLV ; z . B. das . V. 704 : Tho he seie this , he seyd : allas ) ; V. 926 : stained and strown ; V. 58 : Where ...
... dead that are past all pain ; V. 997 : Let their mothers see and say ( vgl . die Anm . z . d . St. und Arth . a . M. p . XLV ; z . B. das . V. 704 : Tho he seie this , he seyd : allas ) ; V. 926 : stained and strown ; V. 58 : Where ...
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224. oldal - And I beheld when he had opened the sixth seal, and, lo, there was a great earthquake; and the sun became black as sackcloth of hair, and the moon became as blood...
251. oldal - The principal object, then, proposed in these poems was to choose incidents and situations from common life, and to relate or describe them, throughout, as far as was possible in a selection of language really used by men...
128. oldal - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While throng'd the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips — »The foe! They come! they come!« And wild and high the 'Cameron's gathering...
104. oldal - There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek— There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
106. oldal - But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder ; A dreary sea now flows between, But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
433. oldal - Oh ! that the Desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair Spirit for my minister, That I might all forget the human race, And, hating no one, love but only her ! Ye Elements!
433. oldal - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before, •To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean— roll!
72. oldal - t is to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you ; for ye are A beauty and a mystery, and create In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.
276. oldal - Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
434. oldal - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man ; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.