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already appears Beatrice beauty become believe better born called certainly character Convito Dante Dante's death delight divine doubt edition England English example eyes faith fancy feeling followed genius given gives grace hand heart heaven highest human ideal imagination Inferno interest Italian Italy Keats kind language learned least leaves less light living look lost Masson matter meaning Milton mind moral nature never once original Paradiso passage passion perhaps poem poet poetry political prose Purgatorio reason rest says seems seen sense sometimes soul sound speak Spenser spirit style sure sweet tells things thought tion true truth turn understand verse virtue whole Wordsworth writing written wrote
Side 182 - Selinns all alone With blossoms brave bedecked daintily, Whose tender locks do tremble every one At every little breath that under heaven is blown.
Side 145 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide ; To lose good days that might be better spent ; To waste long nights in pensive discontent ; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow ; To feed on hope ; to pine with fear and sorrow ; To have thy Prince's grace, yet want her peer?
Side 285 - The seat of Desolation, void of light, Save what the glimmering of these livid flames Casts pale and dreadful? Thither let us tend From off the tossing of these fiery waves ; There rest, if any rest can...
Side 280 - A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
Side 183 - To serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe ! How oft do they their silver 'bowers leave To come to succour us that succour want ! How oft do they with golden...
Side 71 - So then they that are in the flesh cannot please God. But ye are not in the flesh, but in the Spirit, if so be that the Spirit of God dwell in you.
Side 248 - MOST sweet it is with unuplifted eyes To pace the ground, if path be there or none, While a fair region round the traveller lies Which he forbears again to look upon; Pleased rather with some soft ideal scene, The work of Fancy, or some happy tone Of meditation, slipping in between The beauty coming and the beauty gone.
Side 1 - Rossetti.— A SHADOW OF DANTE : being an Essay towards studying Himself, his World, and his Pilgrimage.
Side 318 - After regarding it steadfastly, he looked up in my face with a calmness of countenance that I can never forget, and said, ' I know the colour of that blood — it is arterial blood — I cannot be deceived in that colour — that drop of blood is my deathwarrant — I must die.