A Victorian Anthology, 1837-1895: Selections Illustrating the Editor's Critical Review of British Poetry in the Reign of Victoria, Tom 1Edmund Clarence Stedman Houghton Mifflin, 1895 - 744 |
Z wnętrza książki
Wyniki 1 - 5 z 100
Strona xxx
... WINGS PASSING AND GLASSING THE THREAD OF LIFE FROM " LATER LIFE " Sonnets VI and IX AN ECHO FROM WILLOWWOOD TWIST ME A CROWN . GOOD - BY . Robert , Earl of Lytton ( " OWEN MEREDITH " ) INDIAN LOVE - SONG AUX ITALIENS . THE CHESS - BOARD ...
... WINGS PASSING AND GLASSING THE THREAD OF LIFE FROM " LATER LIFE " Sonnets VI and IX AN ECHO FROM WILLOWWOOD TWIST ME A CROWN . GOOD - BY . Robert , Earl of Lytton ( " OWEN MEREDITH " ) INDIAN LOVE - SONG AUX ITALIENS . THE CHESS - BOARD ...
Strona 17
... wings we hie . There of idlenesses dreaming , Scarce from waking we refrain , Moments long as ages deeming Till we ' re at our play again . SONGS FROM " SYLVIA ; OR , THE MAY QUEEN " CHORUS OF SPIRITS - GENTLY ! -gently ! — down ...
... wings we hie . There of idlenesses dreaming , Scarce from waking we refrain , Moments long as ages deeming Till we ' re at our play again . SONGS FROM " SYLVIA ; OR , THE MAY QUEEN " CHORUS OF SPIRITS - GENTLY ! -gently ! — down ...
Strona 24
... wings as he would mount , And babble of this glory to the sun . Then follow'd Joseph in a silver car , Drawn by eight horses , white as evening clouds : His feet were resting upon Pharaoh's sword ; And on 24 DISTINCTIVE POETS AND ...
... wings as he would mount , And babble of this glory to the sun . Then follow'd Joseph in a silver car , Drawn by eight horses , white as evening clouds : His feet were resting upon Pharaoh's sword ; And on 24 DISTINCTIVE POETS AND ...
Strona 32
... wings , which ne'er had driven me By dread events , nor broken - down old age , Back on myself , the close ... wing'd , shall soar and 32 DISTINCTIVE POETS AND DRAMATISTS.
... wings , which ne'er had driven me By dread events , nor broken - down old age , Back on myself , the close ... wing'd , shall soar and 32 DISTINCTIVE POETS AND DRAMATISTS.
Strona 35
... wings , Lur'd by the brighter , purer ray Which hope's ecstatic morning brings , Far out at sea . Away he sped with shimmering glee ! Scarce seen - now lost - yet onward borne ! Night comes ! - with wind and rain — and he No more will ...
... wings , Lur'd by the brighter , purer ray Which hope's ecstatic morning brings , Far out at sea . Away he sped with shimmering glee ! Scarce seen - now lost - yet onward borne ! Night comes ! - with wind and rain — and he No more will ...
Spis treści
63 | |
73 | |
79 | |
90 | |
96 | |
102 | |
108 | |
111 | |
118 | |
125 | |
150 | |
156 | |
162 | |
168 | |
173 | |
182 | |
188 | |
198 | |
204 | |
211 | |
220 | |
226 | |
239 | |
246 | |
252 | |
269 | |
272 | |
292 | |
301 | |
303 | |
309 | |
315 | |
334 | |
336 | |
343 | |
364 | |
370 | |
391 | |
397 | |
414 | |
415 | |
465 | |
471 | |
491 | |
571 | |
577 | |
590 | |
591 | |
592 | |
598 | |
604 | |
610 | |
615 | |
628 | |
633 | |
651 | |
658 | |
665 | |
671 | |
690 | |
691 | |
694 | |
698 | |
704 | |
706 | |
713 | |
714 | |
715 | |
717 | |
719 | |
720 | |
721 | |
722 | |
723 | |
727 | |
728 | |
729 | |
730 | |
731 | |
732 | |
733 | |
734 | |
735 | |
736 | |
737 | |
738 | |
739 | |
743 | |
Inne wydania - Wyświetl wszystko
Kluczowe wyrazy i wyrażenia
art thou beauty beneath bird blow Bouillabaisse breast breath bright brow cheek cloud cold Danny Deever dark Dark Rosaleen dead dear death deep doth dream earth evermore eyes face fair fear feet flowers Glenkindie glory gold golden grave gray green hair hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hour Judas Iscariot king kiss Lamb of God land leaves light lips live look look'd Lord lov'd Love's moon morn neath never night o'er Omar Khayyám pale Palie Poems poet Pygmalion Rapparees rose round seem'd shadow shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul stars strong sweet tears thee Theocritus thine things thou art thought tree Trinity College turn'd vex'd voice Vrom waves weary weep wild wind wings word
Popularne fragmenty
Strona 201 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. ' Forward the Light Brigade ! Charge for the guns !
Strona 201 - Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die, Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
Strona 347 - for Aix is in sight!" "How they'll greet us!" and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone ; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits, full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets
Strona 174 - I came to Jesus as I was, Weary and worn and sad ; I found in Him a resting-place, And He has made me glad. 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say Behold I freely give The living water; thirsty one, Stoop down and drink, and live.
Strona 118 - O men with Sisters dear ! O men with Mothers and Wives! It is not linen you're wearing out, But human creatures' lives! Stitch - stitch - stitch, In poverty, hunger, and dirt, Sewing at once with a double thread, A Shroud as well as a Shirt.
Strona 172 - tis not in grief to harm me, While Thy love is left to me : Oh, 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee. 3 Take, my soul, thy full salvation ; Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear...
Strona 57 - Lead, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home — Lead Thou me on! Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene, — one step enough for me. I was not ever thus, nor pray'd that Thou Shouldst lead me on. I loved to choose and see my path, but now Lead Thou me on!
Strona 132 - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life ; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
Strona 27 - A thousand spurs are striking deep, a thousand spears in rest, A thousand knights are pressing close behind the snow-white crest; And in they burst, and on they rushed, while, like a guiding star, Amidst the thickest carnage blazed the helmet of Navarre.
Strona 153 - MAY I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self. In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge man's search To vaster issues.