There methinks would be enjoyment more than in this march of mind, In the steamship, in the railway, in the thoughts that shake mankind. There the passions cramp'd no longer shall have scope and breathing-space ; I will take some savage woman, she shall... Poems - Страница 108написао/ла Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 235 страницаПуни преглед - О овој књизи
| Joel Augustus Rogers - 1987 - 212 страница
...voice of mother Nature: "There the passions cramped no longer shall have scope and breathing space. I will take some savage woman she shall rear my dusky race. Iron jointed, supple sinewed, they shall dive and they shall run Catch the wild goat by the hair and... | |
| Kenneth M. McKay - 1988 - 312 страница
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| John McVeagh - 1990 - 336 страница
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| 1991 - 804 страница
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| Alfred Tennyson - 1992 - 114 страница
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| Alfred Tennyson - 1992 - 114 страница
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| Anthony Hecht - 1993 - 504 страница
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| Edwin Harrison Cady, Louis J. Budd - 1993 - 296 страница
...speculates. "'What nice girl would go?'" Staniford retorts, and then adds in a revealing literary allusion, " 'I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race' " (p. 66). This line derives from the part of Tennyson's "Locksley Hall" where a frustrated lover yearns... | |
| Joseph Carroll - 1995 - 1096 страница
...progress; among these alternatives, the normative perspective of the poem is clearly that which revels "in this march of mind, / In the steamship, in the railway, in the thoughts that shake mankind." All these instances constitute distinct normative perspectives. It is also possible,... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1995 - 244 страница
...trailer from the crag; Droops the heavy -blossom 'd bower, hangs the heavy-fruited tree Summer isles of Eden lying in dark-purple spheres of sea. There...the steamship, in the railway, in the thoughts that shake mankind, There the passions cramp'd no longer shall have scope and breathing space; 1 will take... | |
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