Pomegranates from an English Garden: A Selection from the Poems of Robert BrowningChautauqua Press, 1885 - 137 strán (strany) |
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Strana 14
... voice , and the other pricked out on his track ; And one eye's black intelligence , -ever that glance O'er its white edge at me , his own master , askance ! And the thick heavy spume - flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook ...
... voice , and the other pricked out on his track ; And one eye's black intelligence , -ever that glance O'er its white edge at me , his own master , askance ! And the thick heavy spume - flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook ...
Strana 15
... voice but was 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 ...
... voice but was 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 ...
Strana 17
... voice of one crying in the wilderness ! " The ellipsis in thought between the eighth and ninth stanzas is so easily supplied that it is noticed here only as a simple illustration of what is some- times the occasion of difficulty ( see ...
... voice of one crying in the wilderness ! " The ellipsis in thought between the eighth and ninth stanzas is so easily supplied that it is noticed here only as a simple illustration of what is some- times the occasion of difficulty ( see ...
Strana 25
... voice to - day " Were 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 ...
... voice to - day " Were 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 ...
Strana 26
... voice of my delight . " Then Gabriel , like a rainbow's birth , Spread his wings and sank to earth ; Entered , in flesh , the empty cell , Lived there , and played the craftsman well ; And morning , evening , noon and night , Praised ...
... voice of my delight . " Then Gabriel , like a rainbow's birth , Spread his wings and sank to earth ; Entered , in flesh , the empty cell , Lived there , and played the craftsman well ; And morning , evening , noon and night , Praised ...
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Pomegranates from an English Garden: A Selection from the Poems of Robert ... Robert Browning Úplné zobrazenie - 1885 |
Pomegranates from an English Garden: A Selection from the Poems of Robert ... Robert Browning Úplné zobrazenie - 1885 |
Pomegranates from an English Garden: A Selection from the Poems of Robert ... Robert Browning Úplné zobrazenie - 1885 |
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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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Strana 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...
Strana 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...
Strana 34 - 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, So much was theirs who so little allowed : How all our copper had gone for his service ! Rags — were they purple, his heart had been proud...
Strana 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.
Strana 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. Is it too late then, Evelyn Hope? What, your soul was pure and true, The good stars met in your horoscope, Made you of spirit, fire and dew...
Strana 86 - And thus looking within and around me, I ever renew (With that stoop of the soul which in bending upraises it too) The submission of man's nothing-perfect to God's all-complete, As by each new obeisance in spirit, I climb to his feet.
Strana 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...
Strana 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...
Strana 13 - 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.
Strana 84 - He who did most shall bear most ; the strongest shall stand the most weak. 'Tis the weakness in strength that I cry for ! my flesh that I seek In the Godhead ! I seek and I find it.