ParnassusRalph Waldo Emerson Houghton, Osgood, 1880 - Всего страниц: 534 |
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... HOLY DAYS.- - Anathemata Apology for having loved before Ariadne . Athulf and Ethilda Babe , The Beauty Bride , The Bride , The Charmer , My . Child , To a Children's Hour , The . Common Sense Corinne , To Cotter's Saturday Night , The ...
... HOLY DAYS.- - Anathemata Apology for having loved before Ariadne . Athulf and Ethilda Babe , The Beauty Bride , The Bride , The Charmer , My . Child , To a Children's Hour , The . Common Sense Corinne , To Cotter's Saturday Night , The ...
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... Holy Spirit Love and Humility Man Matins Moravian Hymn My Legacy My Mind to Me a Kingdom is Narayena : Spirit of God New Prince , New Pomp Old Man's Funeral , The Orthodoxy Peace Penitence Pilgrimage Poet's Hope , A Praise to God ...
... Holy Spirit Love and Humility Man Matins Moravian Hymn My Legacy My Mind to Me a Kingdom is Narayena : Spirit of God New Prince , New Pomp Old Man's Funeral , The Orthodoxy Peace Penitence Pilgrimage Poet's Hope , A Praise to God ...
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... Holy Willie's Prayer J. W. Morris 491 • Holmes 499 . Anonymous Holmes Punch Bret Harte 505 498 500 495 Bret Harte 496 Burns 481 Jove and the Souls Swift 502 Mignonette G. B. Bartlett 505 Old Cove , The H. H. Brownell 502 Origin of ...
... Holy Willie's Prayer J. W. Morris 491 • Holmes 499 . Anonymous Holmes Punch Bret Harte 505 498 500 495 Bret Harte 496 Burns 481 Jove and the Souls Swift 502 Mignonette G. B. Bartlett 505 Old Cove , The H. H. Brownell 502 Origin of ...
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... Holy Willie's Prayer Jove and the Souls Mignonette Old Cove. The Origin of Didactic Poetry. The Plain Language from Truthful James .... Puritans Rudolph, The Headsman Tarn O'Shauter The Courtin* The Deacon's Masterpiece; or, The ...
... Holy Willie's Prayer Jove and the Souls Mignonette Old Cove. The Origin of Didactic Poetry. The Plain Language from Truthful James .... Puritans Rudolph, The Headsman Tarn O'Shauter The Courtin* The Deacon's Masterpiece; or, The ...
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... Holy Willie's Prayer 481 Honest Poverty 147 Inspiration 95 John Anderson , my Jo 438 Lament for James , Earl of Glencairn . 458 Lament of Mary , Queen of Scots 456 Of a ' the Airts the Wind can Blaw 442 CALIDASA . Supposed to have lived ...
... Holy Willie's Prayer 481 Honest Poverty 147 Inspiration 95 John Anderson , my Jo 438 Lament for James , Earl of Glencairn . 458 Lament of Mary , Queen of Scots 456 Of a ' the Airts the Wind can Blaw 442 CALIDASA . Supposed to have lived ...
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Стр. 207 - Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious, And, sure, he is an honorable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause: What cause withholds you then to mourn for him?
Стр. 177 - Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy ! Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Стр. 273 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Стр. 65 - GOING TO THE WARS Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Стр. 172 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of Mercy on mankind, The struggling pangs of conscious Truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous Shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
Стр. 172 - Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour.
Стр. 175 - Now, while the Birds thus sing a joyous song, And while the young Lambs bound As to the tabor's sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief: A timely utterance gave that thought relief, And I again am strong. The Cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep: No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay ; Land and Sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May...
Стр. 154 - gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave, doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow.
Стр. 162 - ning clamour in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes? Canst thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king?
Стр. 171 - The breezy call of incense-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 housewife ply her evening care ; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke ; How jocund did they drive their team afield...