Five Minutes: Daily Readings of PoetryWhittaker, 1883 |
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Strana 17
... voice ! long since , severely clear , A cry like thine in mine own heart I hear : " Resolve to be thyself ; and know that he Who finds himself loses his misery ! " MATTHEW ARNOLD . January 19 . WITH partial hands the gods their gifts ...
... voice ! long since , severely clear , A cry like thine in mine own heart I hear : " Resolve to be thyself ; and know that he Who finds himself loses his misery ! " MATTHEW ARNOLD . January 19 . WITH partial hands the gods their gifts ...
Strana 22
... voice , So hast thou suffered and canst dare to ask us , Paul of the Romans , bidding us rejoice ? " Shame on the flame so dying to an ember ! Shame on the reed so lightly overset ! Yes , I have seen him , can I not 22 JANUARY .
... voice , So hast thou suffered and canst dare to ask us , Paul of the Romans , bidding us rejoice ? " Shame on the flame so dying to an ember ! Shame on the reed so lightly overset ! Yes , I have seen him , can I not 22 JANUARY .
Strana 36
... voices chanted in the choir ; Yet the place was the same place , The same dusky walls Of cold , gray stone , The same cloisters and belfry and spire . A stranger and alone Among that brotherhood The Monk Felix stood . " Forty years ...
... voices chanted in the choir ; Yet the place was the same place , The same dusky walls Of cold , gray stone , The same cloisters and belfry and spire . A stranger and alone Among that brotherhood The Monk Felix stood . " Forty years ...
Strana 37
... voice close by . It was an aged monk who spoke , From a bench of oak Fastened against the wall ; — He was the oldest monk of all , For a whole century Had he been there , Serving God in prayer , The meekest and humblest of His creatures ...
... voice close by . It was an aged monk who spoke , From a bench of oak Fastened against the wall ; — He was the oldest monk of all , For a whole century Had he been there , Serving God in prayer , The meekest and humblest of His creatures ...
Strana 38
... voice which I did more esteem Than music in her sweetest key ; Those eyes which unto me did seem More comfortable than the day ; Those now by me as they have been , Shall never more be heard or seen , But what I once enjoyed in them ...
... voice which I did more esteem Than music in her sweetest key ; Those eyes which unto me did seem More comfortable than the day ; Those now by me as they have been , Shall never more be heard or seen , But what I once enjoyed in them ...
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Five minutes daily readings of poetry, selected by H.L.S. Lear Five minutes daily readings Úplné zobrazenie - 1884 |
Five minutes daily readings of poetry, selected by H.L.S. Lear Five minutes daily readings Úplné zobrazenie - 1882 |
Časté výrazy a frázy
A. H. CLOUGH angels beatific beauty behold beneath bird blessed breast breath bright calm canst CHARLES KINGSLEY child Christ CHRISTINA ROSSETTI Church clouds dark Dctober dead dear death deep divine doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eternal eyes fair fear feel flowers friends GEORGE ELIOT glory God's golden Golden Legend grace grave grief hand happy hath hear heard heart Heaven Hesperides holy hope hour Inchcape Rock J. H. NEWMAN JEAN INGELOW King leaves life's light live look LORD HOUGHTON March month MATTHEW ARNOLD mind morning ne'er never night o'er pain passion peace praise pray prayer rest rose shine sigh silence sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spring stars sweet tears thee thine things Thou art thought thro tree unto voice waves weep WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wind wings words youth
Populárne pasáže
Strana 207 - 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...
Strana 103 - Whose powers shed round him in the common strife, Or mild concerns of ordinary life, A constant influence, a peculiar grace ; But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for human kind, Is happy as a lover ; and attired With sudden brightness, like a man inspired...
Strana 102 - twould a saint provoke," (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke ;} " No, let a charming chintz and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — And — Betty — give this cheek a little red.
Strana 120 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
Strana 27 - When summer's breath their masked buds discloses; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so; Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made.
Strana 76 - 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.
Strana 127 - Everything did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone: She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity. 'Fie, fie, fie...
Strana 256 - Is lightened ; that serene and blessed mood In which the affections gently lead us on, Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul, While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Strana 221 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Strana 260 - Thou art the source and centre of all minds, Their only point of rest, eternal Word ! From thee departing, they are lost and rove At random without honour, hope, or peace. From thee is all that soothes the life of man. His high endeavour, and his glad success, His strength to suffer and his will to serve.