Lyrical and Dramatic Poems: Selected from the Works of Robert BrowningHenry Holt, 1883 - 275 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα xi
... till folding be done . They are white and untorn by the bushes , for lo , they have fed Where the long grasses stifle the water within the stream's bed ; And now one after one seeks its lodging , as star follows star Into eve and the ...
... till folding be done . They are white and untorn by the bushes , for lo , they have fed Where the long grasses stifle the water within the stream's bed ; And now one after one seeks its lodging , as star follows star Into eve and the ...
Σελίδα 38
... let descend Close on us both , to weigh down each to each , And smother up all life except our life So lay we till the storm came . Sebald . How it came ! Ottima . Buried in woods we lay , you recollect 38 Robert Browning .
... let descend Close on us both , to weigh down each to each , And smother up all life except our life So lay we till the storm came . Sebald . How it came ! Ottima . Buried in woods we lay , you recollect 38 Robert Browning .
Σελίδα 59
... certain theme , illustrates it in divers ways , and heaps the coals of genius upon it till it breaks out into flame , he ceases to be objective and reveals his secret thought . No matter how conservative Robert Browning . 59.
... certain theme , illustrates it in divers ways , and heaps the coals of genius upon it till it breaks out into flame , he ceases to be objective and reveals his secret thought . No matter how conservative Robert Browning . 59.
Σελίδα 78
... Lips from the cup , Hands from the pasty , nor bite take nor sup Till you're ( Chorus ) marching along , fifty - score strong , Great - hearted gentlemen , singing this song . III . Hampden to Hell , and his obsequies ' 78.
... Lips from the cup , Hands from the pasty , nor bite take nor sup Till you're ( Chorus ) marching along , fifty - score strong , Great - hearted gentlemen , singing this song . III . Hampden to Hell , and his obsequies ' 78.
Σελίδα 86
... Till over by Dalhem a dome - spire sprang white , And " Gallop , " gasped Joris , " for Aix is in sight ! " VIII . 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 ...
... Till over by Dalhem a dome - spire sprang white , And " Gallop , " gasped Joris , " for Aix is in sight ! " VIII . 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 ...
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Lyrical and Dramatic Poems: Selected from the Works of Robert Browning Robert Browning,Edmund Clarence Stedman Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2018 |
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Abt Vogler admirers Anael beauty blue breast breath brow Browning's Buhéyseh careless rapture classic unities Colombe's Birthday coward cried dead death Djabal dramatic dramatic lyrics Duhl English eyes face fault fear fool galloped genius gift Give a rouse glass mask God's gold Great-hearted gentlemen guilders half Hamelin hand hate head heart heaven hell Hervé Riel Hóseyn Julius Cæsar King Charles Last Duchess laugh lips lives look Luria master Mayor Muléykeh nature neck never night numbers o'er once Ottima Paracelsus passion Pearl piece pipe Piper Pippa Passes play poems poet poet's poetry praise prose rats Robert Browning round saddle Saul Sebald seems side smile Sordello soul speak speech spirit stood sure sure as fate thee theme there's thing thou thought thro tion true turn twas verse Weser wife wild word
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Σελίδα 239 - There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is naught, is silence implying sound; What was good, shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round.
Σελίδα 143 - Brown rats, black rats, gray rats, tawny rats, Grave old plodders, gay young friskers, Fathers, mothers, uncles, cousins, Cocking tails and pricking whiskers, Families by tens and dozens, Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives — . Followed the Piper for their lives. From street to street he piped advancing, And step for step they followed dancing, Until they came to the river Weser, Wherein all plunged and perished! • ' -^Save one who, stout as Julius Caesar, Swam across and lived to carry (As he,...
Σελίδα 87 - And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buff-coat, each holster let fall. Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his...
Σελίδα 111 - In memory of the man but for whom had gone to wrack All that France saved from the fight whence England bore the bell. Go to Paris : rank on rank Search the heroes flung pell-mell On the Louvre, face and flank ! You shall look long enough ere you come to Herve
Σελίδα 83 - Good speed!" cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew; "Speed!" echoed the wall to us galloping through; Behind shut the postern, the lights sank to rest, And into the midnight we galloped abreast.
Σελίδα 249 - 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, The strong rending of boughs from the fir-tree, the cool silver shock Of the plunge in a pool's living water, the hunt of the bear, And the sultriness showing the lion is couched in his lair.
Σελίδα 229 - Sixteen years old when she died ! Perhaps she had scarcely heard my name ; It was not her time to love ; beside, Her life had many a hope and aim, Duties enough and little...
Σελίδα 101 - Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself erect By just his horse's mane, a boy: You hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compressed, Scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two.
Σελίδα 240 - Not its semblance, but itself; no beauty, nor good, nor power Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour. The high that proved too high, the heroic for earth too hard, The passion that left the ground to lose itself in the sky, Are music sent up to God by the lover and the bard; Enough that he heard it once: we shall hear it by and by.
Σελίδα 274 - The post of the foe; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go: For the journey is done and the summit attained, And the barriers fall, Though a battle's to fight ere the guerdon be gained, The reward of it all. I was ever a fighter, so — one fight more, The best and the last!