Twilight Hours: A Legacy of VerseStrahan, 1868 - 300 pagina's |
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Pagina xii
... coming very little in contact with what is called " society , " under the influence , as far as her inner life was concerned , of " pious stragglers from the Church , " but not imbued in any degree with the an- tagonism of Nonconformity ...
... coming very little in contact with what is called " society , " under the influence , as far as her inner life was concerned , of " pious stragglers from the Church , " but not imbued in any degree with the an- tagonism of Nonconformity ...
Pagina xxiii
... Scott resolved to give up writing poetry after reading Byron ? One could scarcely help coming to the same determination after Swinburne ; only , I suppose , it would be like resolving not to talk , - -more laudable than possible.
... Scott resolved to give up writing poetry after reading Byron ? One could scarcely help coming to the same determination after Swinburne ; only , I suppose , it would be like resolving not to talk , - -more laudable than possible.
Pagina 4
... coming , Mournful as one that doth call finding none to regard him : - Behold , I stand at the door and knock , but ye will not open ; Ye will not come unto me , and taste of life ; All day I wait with mine outstretched arms , and ye ...
... coming , Mournful as one that doth call finding none to regard him : - Behold , I stand at the door and knock , but ye will not open ; Ye will not come unto me , and taste of life ; All day I wait with mine outstretched arms , and ye ...
Pagina 43
... Into the fairy - land together we will go . " Sleep , little sister , sleep ! the bees have ceased their humming ; Swiftly the forest birds have vanished with the light , : Only the nightingale from out the wood is coming.
... Into the fairy - land together we will go . " Sleep , little sister , sleep ! the bees have ceased their humming ; Swiftly the forest birds have vanished with the light , : Only the nightingale from out the wood is coming.
Pagina 44
... coming , Singing her tender song , as though she wooed the night . < 6 Sleep , little sister , sleep ! the stars , God's eyes , are beaming Lovingly o'er the world , as night more darkly falls ; Shadows that hide from Him are only ...
... coming , Singing her tender song , as though she wooed the night . < 6 Sleep , little sister , sleep ! the stars , God's eyes , are beaming Lovingly o'er the world , as night more darkly falls ; Shadows that hide from Him are only ...
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Agnes Agnus Dei Andromache angel Baal birds blessing blind breeze bright brother brow burning lake calm cheek child Christ in heaven coast-guard Cophetua crimson Crown 8vo darkness darling Dean of Canterbury dear dearest death deep despair dream dumb dying evermore evil eyes fair fairy faith Father fear feet flowers foolish song forward cast Gloriana Good-bye Gregory hand hath heart HENRY ALFORD Holy king kiss knew light lips live look Lord hear thee love doth love is dead Margaret moan mother mountain MOUNTAIN PASSES never night o'er once pain pray PRYNNES queen rain repent RITORNELLO shadow shining sing sleep smile softly song sorrow and sighing soul sound of sunshine strange sweet tears tell tender thine things thou hast thought twas VESUVIUS wait wandering weary weeping wind Wisdom King word
Populaire passages
Pagina 124 - That the strongest wander farthest and most hopelessly are lost? That the mark of rank in nature is capacity for pain, And the anguish of the singer makes the sweetness of the strain ? "I have many things to tell you, but ye cannot bear them now.
Pagina 288 - Not so, not so, no load of woe Need bring despairing frown : For while we bear it, we can bear, Past that, we lay it down.
Pagina 78 - The land is ours, the foe is ours, now rest, my men," he said. But while he spoke there came a band of foot-sore, panting men: " The latest prisoner, my lord, we took him in the glen, And left behind dead hostages that we would come again." The victor spoke : " Thou, Persian dog ! hast cost more lives than thine. That was thy will, and thou shouldst die full thrice, if I had mine. Dost know thy fate, thy just reward ? " The Persian bent his head, " I know both sides of victory, and only grieve,"...
Pagina 150 - I knew not when my life was good, And when there was a light upon my path, But turned my soul perversely to the dark — O Lord, I do repent.
Pagina 151 - Because Thou hast borne with me all this while, Hast smitten me with love until I weep, Hast called me as a mother calls her child — O Lord...
Pagina 79 - and while I live, I fight; So, see you to your victory, for 'tis undone this night ; Omar, the worthy, battle fair is but thy god-like right.
Pagina 67 - Heaven," your mother said softly. And Susie sighed "So far away!" — Tis nearer, Will, now to us all. It is strange how that fellow sleeps ! stranger still that his sleep should haunt me; If I could but command his face, to make sure of the lesser ill : I will crawl to his side and see, for what should there be to daunt me ? What there ? what there...