James Russell Lowell's Vision of Sir Launfal: And Other PoemsSibley & Ducker, 1896 - 114 oldal |
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... light brown hair ; he , with serious face and eyes in shadow , with ruddy , wavy , and glossy auburn hair falling almost to the shoulders , a full , reddish beard , wearing a coarse - textured brown coat , and a broad linen collar ...
... light brown hair ; he , with serious face and eyes in shadow , with ruddy , wavy , and glossy auburn hair falling almost to the shoulders , a full , reddish beard , wearing a coarse - textured brown coat , and a broad linen collar ...
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... light , Not darkness , or in darkness made by us . If sometimes I must hear good men debate Of other witness of Thyself than Thou , As if there needed any help of ours To nurse Thy flickering life , that else must cease , Blown out , as ...
... light , Not darkness , or in darkness made by us . If sometimes I must hear good men debate Of other witness of Thyself than Thou , As if there needed any help of ours To nurse Thy flickering life , that else must cease , Blown out , as ...
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... lights of imagery , have never been very common . " FRANCIS H. UNDERWOOD , LL.D. " There is no historic circle of wits and scholars , not that of Beaumont and Ben Jonson where , haply , Shakespeare sat , nor Pope's , nor Dryden's , nor ...
... lights of imagery , have never been very common . " FRANCIS H. UNDERWOOD , LL.D. " There is no historic circle of wits and scholars , not that of Beaumont and Ben Jonson where , haply , Shakespeare sat , nor Pope's , nor Dryden's , nor ...
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... light , Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers ; The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys ; The cowslip startles in meadows green , The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice , And there's never a leaf ...
... light , Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers ; The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys ; The cowslip startles in meadows green , The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice , And there's never a leaf ...
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... light that trim the stars : He sculptured every summer delight In his halls and chambers out of sight ; Sometimes his tinkling waters slipt Down through a frost - leaved forest - crypt , Long , sparkling aisles of steel - stemmed trees ...
... light that trim the stars : He sculptured every summer delight In his halls and chambers out of sight ; Sometimes his tinkling waters slipt Down through a frost - leaved forest - crypt , Long , sparkling aisles of steel - stemmed trees ...
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Ambrose art thou beauty Behold blossom blue blue heaven breeze calm castle Caucasus Christ clear clouds crust darkness dear deep doom doth dream earth earthly eighth lines eternal Explain the figure eyes faith fear feel flowers freedom gate gives gleam God's gold gray green happy hast hath heaven Holy Grail hope human JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL Joseph of Arimathea Katharine Lee Bates King Arthur leper light little Sheemah live look Lowell Lowell's morn Nature neath never night noble o'er poem poet poet's poetic poetry PRELUDE prose pure round scorn seemed seneschal sense shadows sight silent sing Sir Launfal snow song sorrow soul spirit spring step from Heaven stood Stopford Brooke summer sunshine sympathy thee thine things thou art thought throne thy heart tree true truth tyrants VISION OF SIR Wellesley College wind winter words youth
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28. oldal - The Holy Supper is kept, indeed, In whatso we share with another's need ; Not what we give, but what we share, — For the gift without the giver is bare ; Who gives himself with his alms feeds three, — Himself, his hungering neighbor, and me.
44. oldal - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of truth with falsehood, for the good or evil side; Some great cause, God's New Messiah, offering each the bloom or blight, Parts the goats upon the left hand and the sheep upon the right; And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
86. oldal - BE NOBLE ! and the nobleness that lies In other men, sleeping, but never dead, Will rise in majesty to meet thine own ; Then wilt thou see it gleam in many eyes, Then will pure light around thy path be shed, And thou wilt nevermore be sad and lone.
47. oldal - Then to side with Truth is noble when we share her wretched crust. Ere her cause bring fame and profit, and 'tis prosperous to be just. Then it is the brave man chooses, while the coward stands aside. Doubting in his abject spirit, till his Lord is crucified. And the multitude make virtue of the faith they had denied.
16. oldal - Earth gets its price for what Earth gives us: The beggar is taxed for a corner to die in. The priest hath his fee who comes and shrives us, We bargain for the graves we lie in; At the devil's booth are all things sold, Each ounce of dross costs its ounce of gold...
17. oldal - The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives ; His mate feels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings; He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest, — In the nice ear of Nature, which song is the best?
23. oldal - Long, sparkling aisles of steel-stemmed trees Bending to counterfeit a breeze; Sometimes the roof no fretwork knew But silvery mosses that downward grew; Sometimes it was carved in sharp relief With quaint arabesques...
67. oldal - THE DANDELION. DEAR common flower, that grow'st beside the way, Fringing the dusty road with harmless gold, First pledge of blithesome May, Which children pluck, and, full of pride, uphold, High-hearted buccaneers, o'erjoyed that they An Eldorado in the grass have found, Which not the rich earth's ample round May match in wealth, — tliou art more dear to me Than all the prouder summerblooms may be.
17. oldal - Is the high-tide of the year, And whatever of life hath ebbed away Comes flooding back with a ripply cheer, Into every bare Inlet and creek and bay; Now the heart is so full that a drop overfills it, We are happy now because God wills It...
17. oldal - 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...