Pomegranates from an English Garden: A Selection from the Poems of Robert BrowningChautauqua Press, 1885 - 137 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα iv
... praise your peptics ' state , Nothing found wrong there . " This extract also furnishes an example of the strange rhymes in which the poet sometimes indulges , with what appears too little refinement of taste . The themes of Browning's ...
... praise your peptics ' state , Nothing found wrong there . " This extract also furnishes an example of the strange rhymes in which the poet sometimes indulges , with what appears too little refinement of taste . The themes of Browning's ...
Σελίδα 12
... praise and pray , While Jove's planet rises yonder , silent over Africa . The former of these companion poems may have been written from Italy or the south of Spain , as would appear from the last line of it . Mr. E. C. Stedman , one of ...
... praise and pray , While Jove's planet rises yonder , silent over Africa . The former of these companion poems may have been written from Italy or the south of Spain , as would appear from the last line of it . Mr. E. C. Stedman , one of ...
Σελίδα 15
... praising this Roland of mine , As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine , Which ( the burgesses voted by common consent ) Was no more than his due who brought good news from Ghent . The indefiniteness of the date at the head ...
... praising this Roland of mine , As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine , Which ( the burgesses voted by common consent ) Was no more than his due who brought good news from Ghent . The indefiniteness of the date at the head ...
Σελίδα 17
... praise one helpful whom we call The Holder of the Ploughshare . The great deed ne'er grows small . " Not the great name ! Sing - woe for the great name Miltiadés , And its end at Paros isle ! Woe for Themistokles- Satrap in Sardis court ...
... praise one helpful whom we call The Holder of the Ploughshare . The great deed ne'er grows small . " Not the great name ! Sing - woe for the great name Miltiadés , And its end at Paros isle ! Woe for Themistokles- Satrap in Sardis court ...
Σελίδα 25
... praising God , the Pope's great way . " This Easter Day , the Pope at Rome " Praises God from Peter's dome . " Said Theocrite , " Would God that I " Might praise Him , that great way , and die ! " Night passed , day shone , And ...
... praising God , the Pope's great way . " This Easter Day , the Pope at Rome " Praises God from Peter's dome . " Said Theocrite , " Would God that I " Might praise Him , that great way , and die ! " Night passed , day shone , And ...
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Abib Abt Vogler angel beauty borage brain breath brow Browning Browning's chapel CHARLES G CHAUTAUQUA PRESS chord Christ Christian Christmas-Eve Dante dead death dream earth earthly Easter-Day Evelyn Hope exquisite eyes face fain faith Fano fear fifty poems fire flesh Flower follows French Revolution galloped Ghent gift give glory God's gone Göttingen Greek fire Guido Reni hand hard head heard heart heaven HELEN'S TOWER human illustration infinite John Keats Karshish Lazarus life's live look man's mind never night o'er once paint passage perfect poem poet praise ROBERT BROWNING round Rudel Saul seems sight singing song Sordello soul soul's sprang stand stanza star stood thee Theocrite things thou thought touch true truth turn twixt utter Vespasian voice volume whelk wonder words
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Σελίδα 35 - Never glad confident morning again ! Best fight on well, for we taught him — strike gallantly, Menace our heart ere we master his own; Then let him receive the new knowledge and wait us, Pardoned in heaven, the first by the throne ! 'HOW THEY BROUGHT THE GOOD NEWS FROM GHENT TO AIX...
Σελίδα 12 - Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-West died away ; Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay; Bluish 'mid the burning water, full in face Trafalgar lay ; In the dimmest North-East distance dawned Gibraltar grand and gray; " Here and here did England help me : how can I help England...
Σελίδα 48 - Fear death? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, 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.
Σελίδα 34 - THE LOST LEADER. JUST for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat — Found the one gift of which fortune bereft us, Lost all the others, she lets us devote; They, with the gold to give, doled him out silver...
Σελίδα 63 - And I know not if, save in this, such gift be allowed to man, That out of three sounds he frame, not a fourth sound, but a star.
Σελίδα 45 - 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 13 - I SPRANG to the stirrup, and Joris, and he ; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three ; " Good speed ! " cried the watch, as the gatebolts undrew ; "Speed...
Σελίδα 45 - It was not her time to love ; beside, Her life had many a hope and aim, Duties enough and little cares, And now was quiet, now astir, Till God's hand beckoned unawares, — And the sweet white brow is all of her.
Σελίδα 11 - Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge — That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture!
Σελίδα 81 - Do I find love so full in my nature, God's ultimate gift, That I doubt His own love can compete with it ? Here the parts shift ? Here, the creature surpass the creator — the end, what began ? Would I fain in my impotent yearning do all for this man, And dare doubt he alone shall not help him, who yet alone can...