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Strona 140 - And the king said unto his servants, Know ye not that there is a prince and a great man fallen this day in Israel?
Strona 255 - Where the mountain-people stood, There was stillness, as of night, When storms at distance brood. There was stillness, as of deep dead night, And a pause — but not of fear, While the Switzers gazed on the gathering might Of the hostile shield and spear. On wound those columns bright Between the lake and wood, But they look'd not to the misty height Where the mountain-people stood.
Strona 255 - Hemm'd in by cliff and flood, When a shout arose from the misty height Where "the mountain-people stood. And the mighty rocks came bounding down, Their startled foes among, With a joyous whirl from the summit thrown — — Oh ! the herdsman's arm is strong! They came like lauwine...
Strona 21 - Then ye shall appoint you cities to be cities of refuge for you; that the slayer may flee thither, which killeth any person at unawares. 12 And they shall be unto you cities for refuge from the avenger; that the manslayer die not, until he stand before the congregation in judgment.
Strona 379 - Calm on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit, rest thee now ! E'en while with us thy footstep trod, His seal was on thy brow. " Dust, to its narrow house beneath ! Soul, to its place on high ! They who have seen thy look in death No more may fear to die.
Strona 121 - Sandalled with immortality — oh, why Of me forgetful? Wherefore not entreat To hurry on the time when I shall see The veil of mortal being rent in twain, And smile that I am free ? In the third circle of that happy land, Shall we not seek together, hand in hand, Another lovelier landscape, a new plain, Other romantic streams and mountains blue...
Strona 254 - With blazoned streamers and lances tall, Moved onwards, in princely state. They came with heavy chains For the race despised so long,— But amidst his Alp-domains The herdsman's arm is strong!
Strona 129 - ... plunged in sadness and perpetual silence. Dante had, in this incident, all the materials of an ample and very poetical narrative. But he bestows on it only four verses. He meets in Purgatory three spirits. One was a captain who fell fighting on the same side with him in the battle of Campaldino ; the second, a gentleman assassinated by the treachery of the House of Este ; the third, was a woman unknown to the poet, and who, after the others had spoken, turned towards him with these words...
Strona 14 - As the light leaf, whose fall to ruin bears Some trembling insect's little world of cares, Descends in silence — while around waves on The mighty forest, reckless what is gone ! Such is man's doom — and, ere an hour be flown, — Start not, thou trifler! — such may be thine own.
Strona 122 - OH ! pure and blessed soul That, from thy clay's control Escaped, hast sought and found thy native sphere. And from thy crystal throne Look'st down, with smiles alone, On this vain scene of mortal hope and fear ; Thy happy feet have trod The starry spangled road, Celestial flocks by field and fountain, guiding, And from their erring track Thou charm'st thy shepherds back, With the soft music of thy gentle chiding...