Select PoemsHarper & Brothers, 1895 |
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... Never was author for whom it is more disastrous that his readers should begin at the wrong end . This volume hopes to present an untangled skein to its student . For this purpose are needed : ( a ) the chief facts of the poet's life ...
... Never was author for whom it is more disastrous that his readers should begin at the wrong end . This volume hopes to present an untangled skein to its student . For this purpose are needed : ( a ) the chief facts of the poet's life ...
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... never seen before . He is not what he is by mere excelling . No writer that ever wrought out his fretted fancies in English verse is the model of him , either in large , or in one trait or trick of style . Of the poets of the day we can ...
... never seen before . He is not what he is by mere excelling . No writer that ever wrought out his fretted fancies in English verse is the model of him , either in large , or in one trait or trick of style . Of the poets of the day we can ...
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... never thought of anything mightier or more turbulent than the village brook or horse- * Fortnightly Review , March , 1869. This powerful review by Mr. Morley is based upon The Ring and the Book , but the general introduc- tion ...
... never thought of anything mightier or more turbulent than the village brook or horse- * Fortnightly Review , March , 1869. This powerful review by Mr. Morley is based upon The Ring and the Book , but the general introduc- tion ...
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... never noticed , because it was specially Italian and un - English . . . . I mean the kind of admiration with which a Southern artist regarded the stone he worked in ; and the pride which popu- lace or priest took in the possession of ...
... never noticed , because it was specially Italian and un - English . . . . I mean the kind of admiration with which a Southern artist regarded the stone he worked in ; and the pride which popu- lace or priest took in the possession of ...
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... never without fatal loss becoming content with submission , or regarding his present state as perfect or final . Our nature here is unfin- ished , imperfect , but its glory , its peculiarity , that which makes us men- —not God , and not ...
... never without fatal loss becoming content with submission , or regarding his present state as perfect or final . Our nature here is unfin- ished , imperfect , but its glory , its peculiarity , that which makes us men- —not God , and not ...
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3d Girl angel Asolo beauty better Bishop Bluphocks Book Browning Society Browning's called canibus Childe Roland church Clive Croisic dare Dark Tower dead death Dramatic Idylls earth edition Edward Dowden English eyes face Fancies fear feel Ferishtah's Fancies flesh flowers galloped give God's Guido Reni hair hand hate heart heaven Hervé Riel Hiram Corson Italy Jules king laughed Le Croisic lips live look Luigi Lutwyche Madonna Maffeo miles Monsignor morning Mother never night Nishapur notes nought o'er Omar Khayyám once Ottima Paracelsus passion Phene Pippa Passes plain play poem poet poetry Possagno praise Praxed's Robert Browning Rolfe Rolfe's Sebald Shakespeare ship singing smile song sonnets soul speak Student sure thee there's thing thou thought thro tomb turn Tydeus Venice voice women word
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Страница 170 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Страница 50 - 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...
Страница 59 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Страница 175 - AH, did you once see Shelley plain, And did he stop and speak to you And did you speak to him again ? How strange it seems and new...
Страница 51 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my 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...
Страница 53 - Life's night begins: let him never come back to us! There would be doubt, hesitation and pain, Forced praise on our part — the glimmer of twilight, Never glad confident morning again!
Страница 97 - No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements...
Страница 63 - Here, work enough to watch The Master work, and catch Hints of the proper craft, tricks of the tool's true play.
Страница 53 - 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!
Страница 60 - Rejoice we are allied To That which doth provide And not partake, effect and not receive! A spark disturbs our clod; Nearer we hold of God Who gives, than of His tribes that take, I must believe.