Florence in Poetry, History, and ArtMayer and Miller Company, 1913 - 354 страница |
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... give unto all that asked of him , in especially if they pleaded the love of God . " - From the Life of St. Francis , by St. Bonaventura . " Between Tupino , and the wave that falls From blest Ubaldo's chosen hill , there hangs Rich ...
... give unto all that asked of him , in especially if they pleaded the love of God . " - From the Life of St. Francis , by St. Bonaventura . " Between Tupino , and the wave that falls From blest Ubaldo's chosen hill , there hangs Rich ...
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... give three worlds the law , When Dante's strength arose Fraud met aghast the boldest of her foes . " One man above all other men is great , Even on this globe , where dust obscures the sign . God closed his eyes to pour into his heart ...
... give three worlds the law , When Dante's strength arose Fraud met aghast the boldest of her foes . " One man above all other men is great , Even on this globe , where dust obscures the sign . God closed his eyes to pour into his heart ...
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... give way . There was not room enough Even for this great poet . In his song I hear reverberate the gates of Florence , Closing upon him , never more to open ; But mingled with the sound are melodies Celestial from the gates of Paradise ...
... give way . There was not room enough Even for this great poet . In his song I hear reverberate the gates of Florence , Closing upon him , never more to open ; But mingled with the sound are melodies Celestial from the gates of Paradise ...
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... give us of that gift than death more strong , The loving spirit that won Dante's love . " -Samuel Waddington . " Dante once prepared to paint an angel : Whom to please ? You whisper , ' Beatrice . ' While he mused and traced it and ...
... give us of that gift than death more strong , The loving spirit that won Dante's love . " -Samuel Waddington . " Dante once prepared to paint an angel : Whom to please ? You whisper , ' Beatrice . ' While he mused and traced it and ...
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... gives us Francesco Petrarca . The English form is Petrarch , a name great in the annals of lit- erature . Petrarch then was not born in Florence , al- though it was the home of his ancestors , but his name is associated with the city ...
... gives us Francesco Petrarca . The English form is Petrarch , a name great in the annals of lit- erature . Petrarch then was not born in Florence , al- though it was the home of his ancestors , but his name is associated with the city ...
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Страница 187 - The hand that rounded Peter's dome, And groined the aisles of Christian Rome, Wrought in a sad sincerity: Himself from God he could not free; He builded better than he knew : The conscious stone to beauty grew.
Страница 59 - OFT have I seen at some cathedral door A laborer, pausing in the dust and heat, Lay down his burden, and with reverent feet Enter, and cross himself, and on the floor Kneel to repeat his paternoster o'er ; Far off the noises of the world retreat ; The loud vociferations of the street Become an tmdistinjruishable roar.
Страница 251 - Four great walls in the New Jerusalem Meted on each side by the angel's reed, For Leonard, Rafael, Agnolo and me To cover — the three first without a wife, While I have mine!
Страница 218 - He hath put down the mighty from their seat : and hath exalted the humble and meek.
Страница 51 - TUSCAN, that wanderest through the realms of gloom, With thoughtful pace, and sad, majestic eyes, Stern thoughts and awful from thy soul arise, Like Farinata from his fiery tomb. Thy sacred song is like the trump of doom ; Yet in thy heart what human sympathies, What soft compassion glows, as in the skies The tender stars their clouded lamps relume...
Страница 123 - Eden of thy hand ; Praise the green arches, on the fountain clear See fragment shadows of the crossing deer ; And with that serviceable nymph I stoop The crystal from its restless pool to scoop. I see no longer ! I myself am there, Sit on the ground-sward, and the banquet share.
Страница 60 - ... But fiends and dragons on the gargoyled eaves Watch the dead Christ between the living thieves, And, underneath, the traitor Judas lowers ! Ah ! from what agonies of heart and brain, What exultations trampling on despair, What tenderness, what tears, what hate of wrong, What passionate outcry of a soul in pain, Uprose this poem of the earth and air, This mediaeval miracle of song...
Страница 331 - I came as one whose thoughts half linger, Half run before; The youngest to the oldest singer That England bore. I found him whom I shall not find Till all grief end, In holiest age our mightiest mind, Father and friend.
Страница 61 - ... the woe From which thy song and all its splendors came ; And while with stern rebuke she speaks thy name, The ice about thy heart melts as the snow On mountain heights, and in swift overflow Comes gushing from thy lips in sobs of shame. Thou makest full confession ; and a gleam, As of the dawn on some dark forest cast, Seems on thy lifted forehead to increase ; Lethe and Eunoe — the remembered dream And the forgotten sorrow — bring at last That perfect pardon which is perfect peace.
Страница 141 - That sets us praising, - why not stop with him? Why put all thoughts of praise out of our head With wonder at lines, colours, and what not? Paint the soul, never mind the legs and arms! Rub all out, try at it a second time. Oh, that white smallish female with the breasts, She's just my niece . . . Herodias, I would say, Who went and danced and got men's heads cut off! Have it all out!