The Lady with the Dagger: A DramaPoet-Lore Company, 1904 - 18 Seiten |
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The Lady with the Dagger: A Drama - Primary Source Edition Arthur Schnitzler Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2014 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Abt Vogler Alys Alysoun American Andalusia beauty bird Brahma Browning Browning's Calliope century clouds dagger dark despair Doctor Johnson dramatic dream earth eternal evil expression eyes face fancy Faust fear fell Ferishtah's Fancies flowers Gerald hand happiness hast hate hear heard heart heaven heaven's gate hope Hrotswitha Iceland Julius Cæsar kneeling lark laugh Leonhard light Lionardo lips listened live look lyrical Miserere Molière morning nature never night o'er painting Paola Paracelsus passion Pauline pilgrim plays poem poet poetic Queries for Discussion Remigio Robert Browning Rousmanière sang Santa Maura scenes seemed shadows Shakespeare shame silent sing Sleep smile soaring song Sordello sorrow soul speak spirit strange sweet tell Terence thee thine thing Thou art thought Translated turned verse Vishnu voice Wa-Wan Press wings words youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 85 - For so have I seen a lark rising from his bed of grass, and soaring upwards, singing as he rises, and hopes to get to heaven and climb above the clouds ; but the poor bird was beaten back with the loud sighings of an eastern wind, and his motion made irregular and inconstant, descending more at every breath of the tempest, than it could recover by the libration and...
Seite 106 - This world's no blot for us, Nor blank; it means intensely, and means good: To find its meaning is my meat and drink.
Seite 85 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
Seite 93 - A FAREWELL. My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Seite 107 - No spirit feels waste, Not a muscle is stopped in its playing nor sinew unbraced. Oh. the wild joys of living ! the leaping from rock up to rock...
Seite 89 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Seite 89 - Leave to the nightingale her shady wood ; A privacy of glorious light is thine; Whence thou dost pour upon the world a flood Of harmony, with instinct more divine; Type of the wise who soar, but never roam; True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home...
Seite 146 - I stand and look at them long and long. They do not sweat and whine about their condition, They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins, They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God, Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things...
Seite 115 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Seite 85 - ... loud sighings of an eastern wind, and his motion made irregular and inconstant, descending more at every breath of the tempest than it could recover by the liberation and frequent weighing of his wings, till the little creature was forced to sit down and pant, and stay till the storm was over; and then it made a prosperous flight, and did rise and sing as if it had learned music and motion from an angel, as he passed sometimes through the air, about his ministries here below.