Poems, Narrative and Lyrical: Required for College EntranceRobert Porter St. John Macmillan, 1911 - 232 páginas |
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... glory lead but to the grave . " Nor you , ye proud , impute to these the fault , 35 If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise , Where through the long - drawn aisle and fretted vault ° The pealing anthem swells the note of praise ...
... glory lead but to the grave . " Nor you , ye proud , impute to these the fault , 35 If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise , Where through the long - drawn aisle and fretted vault ° The pealing anthem swells the note of praise ...
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... glory lead but to the grave . Parkman tells us that in 1579 while the Elegy was a comparatively new poem , it was repeated by General Wolfe on the evening before he fell in the battle of Quebec . " For two full hours the procession of ...
... glory lead but to the grave . Parkman tells us that in 1579 while the Elegy was a comparatively new poem , it was repeated by General Wolfe on the evening before he fell in the battle of Quebec . " For two full hours the procession of ...
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... wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me , and a dying glory smiles O'er the far times , when many a subject land 5 Looked to the winged Lion's ° marble piles , Where 64 POEMS NARRATIVE AND LYRICAL.
... wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me , and a dying glory smiles O'er the far times , when many a subject land 5 Looked to the winged Lion's ° marble piles , Where 64 POEMS NARRATIVE AND LYRICAL.
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... glory , a new Tyre ; Her very by - word sprung from victory , The Planter of the Lion , ' which through fire The blood she bore o'er subject earth and sea ; Though making many slaves , herself still free , And Europe's bulwark ' gainst ...
... glory , a new Tyre ; Her very by - word sprung from victory , The Planter of the Lion , ' which through fire The blood she bore o'er subject earth and sea ; Though making many slaves , herself still free , And Europe's bulwark ' gainst ...
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... glory , and thy ruin graced With an immaculate charm which cannot be defaced . 230 XXVII 235 The moon is up , and yet it is not night ; Sunset divides the sky with her ; a sea Of glory streams along the Alpine height Of blue Friuli's ...
... glory , and thy ruin graced With an immaculate charm which cannot be defaced . 230 XXVII 235 The moon is up , and yet it is not night ; Sunset divides the sky with her ; a sea Of glory streams along the Alpine height Of blue Friuli's ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Æneid Arqua Athens beautiful blood Bonnivard breast breath brow Browning's Byron Cæsar canto chain charm Childe Harold CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE Chillon Dante dead death deep dome dungeon dust E. V. LUCAS earth English Eretria Evelyn Hope eyes fame famous feeling galloped glory Goldsmith grave gray Guido Reni hand hath heart heaven Hervé Riel Hobhouse human hyæna immortal Italian Italy King Charles lake LAST DUCHESS live lyric Macmillan mind mortal mother mountains never night o'er ocean once pass Persia Petrarch Pheidippides poem poet poetry praise prison PRISONER OF CHILLON proud ROBERT BROWNING rock Roman Rome round ruin ship smile song sonnets Sordello soul Sparta stanza stars sweet Symplegades thee thine things thou thought tomb tree twas Venice verse village voice wall waters Westminster Abbey word Wordsworth wrote
Pasajes populares
Página 30 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay — There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew: Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Página 116 - He heard it, but he heeded not, — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away. He recked not of the life he lost, nor prize; But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother, — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday!
Página 6 - 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 ! How...
Página 132 - Dark-heaving; boundless, endless, and sublime, The image of Eternity, the throne Of the invisible,— even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Página 180 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance! And the thick, heavy spume-flakes, which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. By Hasselt, Dirck groaned; and cried Joris, "Stay spur! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her, We'll remember at Aix...
Página 131 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war: These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Página 32 - Yes, let the rich deride, the proud disdain These simple blessings of the lowly train; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm than all the gloss of art. Spontaneous joys, where nature has its play, 255 The soul adopts, and owns their first-born sway; Lightly they frolic o'er the vacant mind, Unenvied, unmolested, unconfined.
Página 180 - Not a word to each other; we kept the great pace Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
Página 116 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low : And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him ; he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
Página 34 - Tumultuous grandeur crowds the blazing square, The rattling chariots clash, the torches glare. Sure scenes like these no troubles e'er annoy ! Sure these denote one universal joy ! Are these thy serious thoughts ? — Ah, turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shivering female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest ; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn ; Now lost to all, her friends, her virtue...