Ancient Myths in Modern PoetsBaker and Taylor Company, 1910 - 358 |
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... shadow , and the sun Disperse with retrickt beams the morning - frosts , But through all changes sense of present woe Shall vex thee sore , because with none of them There comes a hand to free . Such fruit is plucked From love of man ...
... shadow , and the sun Disperse with retrickt beams the morning - frosts , But through all changes sense of present woe Shall vex thee sore , because with none of them There comes a hand to free . Such fruit is plucked From love of man ...
Strona 59
... shadows of all forms that think and live , Till death unite them and they part no more , Dreams and the light imaginings of men , And all that faith creates or love desires , Terrible , strange , sublime and beauteous shapes . There ...
... shadows of all forms that think and live , Till death unite them and they part no more , Dreams and the light imaginings of men , And all that faith creates or love desires , Terrible , strange , sublime and beauteous shapes . There ...
Strona 66
... shadow of the truth he saw : " Names are there , Nature's sacred watchwords , they Were borne aloft in bright emblazonry ; The nations thronged around , and cried aloud , As with one voice , Truth , Liberty , and Love ! Suddenly ...
... shadow of the truth he saw : " Names are there , Nature's sacred watchwords , they Were borne aloft in bright emblazonry ; The nations thronged around , and cried aloud , As with one voice , Truth , Liberty , and Love ! Suddenly ...
Strona 67
... shadow , pain ; the chorus of all the spirits is reassuring : Though Ruin now Love's shadow be , Following him , destroyingly , On Death's white and wingèd steed , Which the fleetest cannot flee , Trampling down both flower and weed ...
... shadow , pain ; the chorus of all the spirits is reassuring : Though Ruin now Love's shadow be , Following him , destroyingly , On Death's white and wingèd steed , Which the fleetest cannot flee , Trampling down both flower and weed ...
Strona 69
... shadow of that soul by which I live . " Panthea now describes wondrous sensations which came to her at the unfolding of a great love in the being of Prometheus . They came to her as the experiences of a dream : " With our sea - sister ...
... shadow of that soul by which I live . " Panthea now describes wondrous sensations which came to her at the unfolding of a great love in the being of Prometheus . They came to her as the experiences of a dream : " With our sea - sister ...
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Strona 106 - To suffer woes which hope thinks infinite ; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night ; To defy power which seems omnipotent ; To love and bear ; to hope till hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates...
Strona 249 - I am certain of nothing but of the holiness of the Heart's affections and the truth of Imagination— What the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth— whether it existed before or not...
Strona 183 - We have imagined for the mighty dead; All lovely tales that we have heard or read: An endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink.
Strona 288 - Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
Strona 248 - I shall call the Chamber of Maiden-Thought, than we become intoxicated with the light and the atmosphere, we see nothing but pleasant wonders, and think of delaying there for ever in delight. However among the effects this breathing is father of is that tremendous one of sharpening one's vision into the heart and nature of Man — of convincing one's nerves that the world is full of Misery and Heart-break, Pain, Sickness and oppression...
Strona 268 - ENDYMION. THE rising moon has hid the stars ; Her level rays, like golden bars, Lie on the landscape green, With shadows brown between. And silver white the river gleams, As if Diana, in her dreams, Had dropt her silver bow Upon the meadows low.
Strona 345 - Then I arise, and climbing Heaven's blue dome, I walk over the mountains and the waves, Leaving my robe upon the ocean foam ; My footsteps pave the clouds with fire ; the caves Are filled with my bright presence, and the air Leaves the green earth to my embraces bare.
Strona 81 - To move, to breathe, to be; I wandering went Among the haunts and dwellings of mankind, And first was disappointed not to see Such mighty change as I had felt within Expressed in outward things; but soon I looked...
Strona 62 - Hypocrisy and custom make their minds The fanes of many a worship, now outworn. They dare not devise good for man's estate, And yet they know not that they do not dare. The good want power, but to weep barren tears. The powerful goodness want : worse need for them.
Strona 206 - Though old Ulysses tortured from his slumbers The glutted Cyclops, what care ? — Juliet leaning Amid her window-flowers, — sighing, — weaning Tenderly her fancy from its maiden snow, Doth more avail than these : the silver flow 30 Of Hero's tears, the swoon of Imogen, Fair Pastorella in the bandit's den, Are things to brood on with more ardency Than the death-day of empires.