Poems: A blot in the 'scutcheonTicknor, Reed and Fields, 1850 |
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Σελίδα 318
... by neck , stride by stride , never changing our place ; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight , Then shortened each stirrup , and set the pique right , Rebuckled the cheek - strap , chained slacker the bit , Nor galloped less ...
... by neck , stride by stride , never changing our place ; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight , Then shortened each stirrup , and set the pique right , Rebuckled the cheek - strap , chained slacker the bit , Nor galloped less ...
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Anael arms bear begin believe better blood Brac break breast bring comes dare dead death Djabal doubt drop Druses Duke Enter eyes face faith fall feel fire Florence follow give goes gold Guards Guen Hakeem half hand head hear heard heart hold hope Italy keep Khalil knew Lady land least leave live look Lord Loys Luria mean meet Mildred nature never night Nuncio o'er once pass past praise Prefect prove reach rest round seemed side silent soul speak spoke stand stay step stood sure tell thee there's thing thou thought thro Tresh true trust truth turn voice wait whole wrong
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Σελίδα 320 - Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I...
Σελίδα 312 - You should have heard the Hamelin people Ringing the bells till they rocked the steeple. 'Go,' cried the Mayor, 'and get long poles! Poke out the nests and block up the holes! Consult with carpenters and builders, And leave in our town not even a trace Of the rats ! ' — when suddenly, up the face Of the Piper perked in the market-place, With a 'First, if you please, my thousand guilders!
Σελίδα 319 - So we were left galloping, Joris and I, Past Looz and past Tongres, no cloud in the sky; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle, bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight!
Σελίδα 346 - Old Gandolf with his paltry onion-stone, Put me where I may look at him! True peach, Rosy and flawless: how I earned the prize! Draw close: that conflagration of my church — What then? So much was saved if aught were missed!
Σελίδα 318 - ... other; we kept the great pace Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
Σελίδα 258 - Fra Pandolf" by design, for never read Strangers like you that pictured countenance, The depth and passion of its earnest glance, But to myself they turned (since none puts by The curtain I have drawn for you, but I...
Σελίδα 266 - 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 306 - HAMELIN Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall on the southern side; A pleasanter spot you never spied ; But, when begins my ditty, Almost five hundred years ago, To see the townsfolk suffer so From vermin, was a pity.
Σελίδα 310 - Smiling first a little smile, As if he knew what magic slept In his quiet pipe the while; Then, like a musical adept, To blow the pipe his lips he wrinkled, And green and blue his sharp eyes twinkled, Like a...
Σελίδα 319 - Aix" — for one heard the quick wheeze Of her chest, saw the stretched neck and staggering knees, And sunk tail, and horrible heave of the flank, As down on her haunches she shuddered and sank.
Πληροφορίες βιβλιογραφίας
| Τίτλος | Poems: A blot in the 'scutcheon Τόμος 2 του Poems, Robert Browning |
| Συγγραφέας | Robert Browning |
| Εκδότης | Ticknor, Reed and Fields, 1850 |
| Πρωτότυπο από | η Δημόσια Βιβλιοθήκη της Νέας Υόρκης |
| Ψηφιοποιήθηκε στις | 28 Νοεμ. 2006 |
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