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The Lady with the Dagger: A Drama - Primary Source Edition Arthur Schnitzler Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2014 |
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altered Alysoun American appear beauty become better bird Browning called century changes character comes dark death desire drama dream earth expression eyes face Faust fear feel fell flowers Gerald give given hand happiness head hear heard heart heaven hope human Italy land lark laugh leave less light lines listened live look means morning moved nature never night once original painting Paola pass passion Pauline perhaps plays poem poet present question remained rest rise rules scenes seemed shadows Shakespeare silent sing Sleep smile song sorrow soul sound speak spirit stand strange sweet tell thee thing thou thought Translated true turned verse voice whole wings write
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Σελίδα 85 - For so have I seen a lark rising from his bed of grass, and soaring upwards, singing as he rises, and hopes to get to heaven and climb above the clouds ; but the poor bird was beaten back with the loud sighings of an eastern wind, and his motion made irregular and inconstant, descending more at every breath of the tempest, than it could recover by the libration and...
Σελίδα 106 - This world's no blot for us, Nor blank; it means intensely, and means good: To find its meaning is my meat and drink.
Σελίδα 85 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
Σελίδα 93 - A FAREWELL. My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Σελίδα 107 - No spirit feels waste, Not a muscle is stopped in its playing nor sinew unbraced. Oh. the wild joys of living ! the leaping from rock up to rock...
Σελίδα 89 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Σελίδα 89 - Leave to the nightingale her shady wood ; A privacy of glorious light is thine; Whence thou dost pour upon the world a flood Of harmony, with instinct more divine; Type of the wise who soar, but never roam; True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home...
Σελίδα 146 - I stand and look at them long and long. They do not sweat and whine about their condition, They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins, They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God, Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things...
Σελίδα 115 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Σελίδα 85 - ... loud sighings of an eastern wind, and his motion made irregular and inconstant, descending more at every breath of the tempest than it could recover by the liberation and frequent weighing of his wings, till the little creature was forced to sit down and pant, and stay till the storm was over; and then it made a prosperous flight, and did rise and sing as if it had learned music and motion from an angel, as he passed sometimes through the air, about his ministries here below.