Short readings from English poetry, chosen and arranged with notes by H.A. HertzHelen A Hertz 1879 |
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... breath Blew soft from the moist hills ; the black - thorn boughs So dark in the bare wood , when glistening In the sunshine , were white with coming buds , Like the bright side of a sorrow , and the banks Had violets opening from sleep ...
... breath Blew soft from the moist hills ; the black - thorn boughs So dark in the bare wood , when glistening In the sunshine , were white with coming buds , Like the bright side of a sorrow , and the banks Had violets opening from sleep ...
viii 페이지
... breathing balm , And her's the silence and the calm Of mute insensate things . " It would not be easy to reckon up the many elements that contribute to form the two contrasted moods which we are made to feel in these lines . Certainly ...
... breathing balm , And her's the silence and the calm Of mute insensate things . " It would not be easy to reckon up the many elements that contribute to form the two contrasted moods which we are made to feel in these lines . Certainly ...
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... breathing . Therefore , on every morrow , are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to the earth , Spite of despondence , of the inhuman dearth Of noble natures , of the gloomy days , Of all the unhealthy and o'er - darkened ways Made ...
... breathing . Therefore , on every morrow , are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to the earth , Spite of despondence , of the inhuman dearth Of noble natures , of the gloomy days , Of all the unhealthy and o'er - darkened ways Made ...
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... Breath of each little pool ; His fevered brain Grows calm again , And he breathes a blessing on the rain . From the neighbouring school Come the boys , With more than their wonted noise And commotion ; And down the wet streets Sail ...
... Breath of each little pool ; His fevered brain Grows calm again , And he breathes a blessing on the rain . From the neighbouring school Come the boys , With more than their wonted noise And commotion ; And down the wet streets Sail ...
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... breathing morn , The swallow twittering from the straw - built shed , The cock's shrill clarion , or the echoing horn , No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed . For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn , Or busy house ...
... breathing morn , The swallow twittering from the straw - built shed , The cock's shrill clarion , or the echoing horn , No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed . For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn , Or busy house ...
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Abbot beauty beneath birds breast breath bright Brutus Cæsar canst clouds cold cried customed hill dance dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth eyes fair fear feel flowers friends galloped gentle GEORGE ELIOT Gilpin give glory grave green guilders hallowed ground happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven honour horse Hubert Islington John Gilpin Julius Cæsar king kiss leaves light live look Lord LORD BYRON moon morning mountains never night o'er P. B. SHELLEY pain path of glory Pibroch pleasure poet praise Proteus rain ringdove river round SHAKESPEARE sigh silent sing Sir John Moore sleep smile soft song soul spirit stars steed stept stood stream sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thou dost thought trees Twas unto voice weep wild wind wings wonder WORDSWORTH youth
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75 페이지 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed, whereon it must expire, Consumed with that...
182 페이지 - Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is; What if my leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind! Be through my lips to unawakened earth The...
215 페이지 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways, Beside the springs of Dove, A maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love: A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be: But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
155 페이지 - And when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say I taught thee Say Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in A sure and safe one, though thy master missed it.
174 페이지 - O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty," — that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
142 페이지 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty men Walk under his huge legs and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
69 페이지 - NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning.
144 페이지 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
206 페이지 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
139 페이지 - Of hair-breadth scapes i' the imminent deadly breach; Of being taken by the insolent foe, And sold to slavery; of my redemption thence, And portance in my travels' history: Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak, — such was the process; And of the Cannibals that each other eat, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders.