Memorials of a Tour in Some Parts of Greece: Chiefly PoeticalE. Moxon, 1834 - 167 sider |
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... of looking forward with joyous expectation to the great and bright things I am about to see , I never felt sadder at heart , I hope you will esteem my feelings aright . It may be that the " true poet INTRODUCTION . 5.
... of looking forward with joyous expectation to the great and bright things I am about to see , I never felt sadder at heart , I hope you will esteem my feelings aright . It may be that the " true poet INTRODUCTION . 5.
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... bright society of isles , - Most pleasant land ! To us , who journeying come From the far west , and fall upon thy charms , Our earliest welcome to Ionian seas , Thou art a wonder and a deep delight , Thy usual habitants can never know ...
... bright society of isles , - Most pleasant land ! To us , who journeying come From the far west , and fall upon thy charms , Our earliest welcome to Ionian seas , Thou art a wonder and a deep delight , Thy usual habitants can never know ...
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... bright red open vest , falling upon The white thick - folded kirtle , and low cap Above the high - shorn brow . Nor less than these , With earnest joy , and not injurious pride , We recognise of Britain and her force The wonted ensigns ...
... bright red open vest , falling upon The white thick - folded kirtle , and low cap Above the high - shorn brow . Nor less than these , With earnest joy , and not injurious pride , We recognise of Britain and her force The wonted ensigns ...
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... Bright in the dubious track of after - years . " It is an isle under Ionian skies , Beautiful as a wreck of Paradise . " SHELLEY . Having lost all consciousness of the beauty of those scenes which have been tediously presented to them ...
... Bright in the dubious track of after - years . " It is an isle under Ionian skies , Beautiful as a wreck of Paradise . " SHELLEY . Having lost all consciousness of the beauty of those scenes which have been tediously presented to them ...
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... bright , Were almost above nature white , Bare - fronted to the westering moon , For the autumn night had past its noon . I prayed that not a soul might wake , — To be left utterly alone , — That not the faintest human tone , The ...
... bright , Were almost above nature white , Bare - fronted to the westering moon , For the autumn night had past its noon . I prayed that not a soul might wake , — To be left utterly alone , — That not the faintest human tone , The ...
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Memorials of a Tour in Some Parts of Greece: Chiefly Poetical Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1834 |
Memorials of a Tour in Some Parts of Greece: Chiefly Poetical Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1834 |
Memorials of a Tour in Some Parts of Greece: Chiefly Poetical Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1834 |
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Side 28 - There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass ; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes ; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies.
Side 6 - Be Yarrow stream unseen, unknown, It must, or we shall rue it, We have a vision of our own, Ah ! why should we undo it ? The treasured dreams of times long past, We'll keep them, ' winsome Marrow,' For when we're there, although 'tis fair, 'Twill be another Yarrow.
Side 137 - GREEK RELIGION. COULD we, though but for an hour, burst through those gates adamantine, Which, as the children of men pass onward in swift generation, Time's dark cavern along, are heavily closing behind them ! Could we but breathe the delight of the time when, fresh in his boyhood, Out of his own exuberant life, Man gave unto Nature, And new senses awoke, through every nerve of creation ! Waves of the old...
Side 142 - ... with a curious pleasure. Thou art become, oh Echo ! a voice, an inanimate image ; Where is the palest of maids, dark-tressed, dark-wreathed with ivy, Who with her lips half-opened, and gazes of beautiful wonder, Quickly repeated the words that burst on her lonely recesses, Low in a love-lorn tone, too deep-distracted to answer ? What must have been thy Nature, oh Greece! when marvellous-lovely As it is now, it is only the tomb of an ancient existence ? MARATHON.
Side 18 - Till high intelligences glisten In their intense Egyptian eyes, — So I began, in that light breeze, Glancing along those noted seas, To trace a harmony distinct, A meaning in each change of tone, And sound to sound more strangely linkt, Than in my awe I dared to own : — But when in clearer unison That marvellous concord still went on, And, gently as a blossom grows, A frame of syllables uprose, With a delight akin to fear My heart beat fast and strong, to hear Two murmurs beautifully blent, As...
Side 10 - Not only with her antique properties, But with all other gifts and privilege, Within the circle of his regal hand. Now forward, — forward on a beaming path, But be each step as fair as hope has feigned it, For me, the memory of the little while, That here I rested happily, within The close-drawn pale of English sympathies, Will bear the fruit of many an after-thought, Bright in the dubious track of after-years. A DREAM OF SAPPHO. THE range of rocks which forms the
Side 104 - Verran le madri ai parvoli le belle Orme del vostro sangue. Ecco io mi prostro, O benedetti, al suolo, E bacio questi sassi e queste zolle, Che fien lodate e chiare eternamente Dall' uno all