Translations Into Greek and Latin VerseDeighton, Bell, 1873 - 238 страница |
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... Thee , the ineffable Name ? Builder and maker , Thou , of houses not made with hands ! What , have fear of change from Thee who art ever the same ? Doubt that Thy power can fill the heart that Thy power expands ? There shall never be ...
... Thee , the ineffable Name ? Builder and maker , Thou , of houses not made with hands ! What , have fear of change from Thee who art ever the same ? Doubt that Thy power can fill the heart that Thy power expands ? There shall never be ...
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... thee , " Give me immortality . " Then didst thou grant mine asking with a smile , Like wealthy men who care not how they give . But thy strong Hours indignant work'd their wills , And beat me down and marr'd and wasted me , And though ...
... thee , " Give me immortality . " Then didst thou grant mine asking with a smile , Like wealthy men who care not how they give . But thy strong Hours indignant work'd their wills , And beat me down and marr'd and wasted me , And though ...
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... thee , yearning for thy yoke , arise , And shake the darkness from their loosen'd manes , And beat the twilight into flakes of fire . Lo ! ever thus thou growest beautiful In silence , then before thine answer given Departest , and thy ...
... thee , yearning for thy yoke , arise , And shake the darkness from their loosen'd manes , And beat the twilight into flakes of fire . Lo ! ever thus thou growest beautiful In silence , then before thine answer given Departest , and thy ...
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... thee ; saw The dim curls kindle into sunny rings ; Changed with thy mystic change , and felt my blood Glow with the glow that slowly crimson'd all Thy presence and thy portals , while I lay , Mouth , forehead , eyelids , growing dewy ...
... thee ; saw The dim curls kindle into sunny rings ; Changed with thy mystic change , and felt my blood Glow with the glow that slowly crimson'd all Thy presence and thy portals , while I lay , Mouth , forehead , eyelids , growing dewy ...
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... : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth in earth forget these empty courts , And thee returning on thy silver wheels . TENNYSON . contigit aut fato caespes potiore sepultis . da moriar , 24 TRANSLATIONS .
... : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth in earth forget these empty courts , And thee returning on thy silver wheels . TENNYSON . contigit aut fato caespes potiore sepultis . da moriar , 24 TRANSLATIONS .
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Страница 228 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower...
Страница 124 - And like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood, Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow...
Страница 200 - The lonely mountains o'er, And the resounding shore, A voice of weeping heard and loud lament ; From haunted spring, and dale Edged with poplar pale, The parting Genius is with sighing sent ; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
Страница 12 - All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good, shall exist ; Not its semblance, but itself ; no beauty, nor good, nor power • Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour.
Страница 220 - And with new joy and pride The little Actor cons another part; Filling from time to time his "humorous stage...
Страница 212 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday; — Thou Child of Joy.
Страница 194 - For if such holy song Enwrap our fancy long, Time will run back, and fetch the age of gold, And speckled Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould, And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day.
Страница 184 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of light His reign of peace upon the earth began; The winds with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kissed Whispering new joys to the mild ocean — Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave.
Страница 190 - Nature, that heard such sound Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat the Airy region thrilling, Now was almost won To think her part was done, And that her reign had here its last fulfilling : She knew such harmony alone Could hold all Heaven and Earth in happier union.
Страница 224 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised...