From Milton to Tennyson: Masterpieces of English PoetryLouis Du Pont Syle Allyn and Bacon, 1894 - 306 oldal |
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... beautiful ! And they all dead did lie : And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on ; and so did I. " I looked upon the rotting sea , 240 And drew my eyes away ; I looked upon the rotting deck , And there the dead men lay . " I looked ...
... beautiful ! And they all dead did lie : And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on ; and so did I. " I looked upon the rotting sea , 240 And drew my eyes away ; I looked upon the rotting deck , And there the dead men lay . " I looked ...
142. oldal
... Look back ! Lo ! where it comes like an eternity , As if to sweep down all things in its track , 25 Charming the eye with dread , - - a matchless cataract , LXXII . Horribly beautiful ! but on the verge , 142 BYRON . [CASCATA DEL MARMORE]
... Look back ! Lo ! where it comes like an eternity , As if to sweep down all things in its track , 25 Charming the eye with dread , - - a matchless cataract , LXXII . Horribly beautiful ! but on the verge , 142 BYRON . [CASCATA DEL MARMORE]
143. oldal
Masterpieces of English Poetry Louis Du Pont Syle. LXXII . Horribly beautiful ! but on the verge , From side to side , beneath the glittering morn , An Iris sits , amidst the infernal surge , 3c Like Hope upon a death - bed , and ...
Masterpieces of English Poetry Louis Du Pont Syle. LXXII . Horribly beautiful ! but on the verge , From side to side , beneath the glittering morn , An Iris sits , amidst the infernal surge , 3c Like Hope upon a death - bed , and ...
145. oldal
... 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 . I do remember me , that in ...
... 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 . I do remember me , that in ...
146. oldal
... beautiful which still was so , And making that which was not , till the place Became religion , and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! The dead , but sceptred sovereigns , who still rule Our spirits from their ...
... beautiful which still was so , And making that which was not , till the place Became religion , and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! The dead , but sceptred sovereigns , who still rule Our spirits from their ...
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1. oldal - Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe...
188. oldal - I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed: And on the pedestal these words appear: 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!
81. oldal - Far, far away, thy children leave the land. 50 111 fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish or may fade; A breath can make them, as a breath has made; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
194. oldal - These beauteous forms Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye: But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration...
101. oldal - Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope 'springs exulting on triumphant wing,' That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear, While circling Time moves round in an eternal sphere.
301. 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.
203. oldal - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth.
171. oldal - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
85. oldal - To them his heart, his love, his griefs, were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven, As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm ; Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, • Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
169. oldal - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret...