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... sweet singer of Israel , whose strains are with us , whether he meditated them on the desert - pastures , or in the state - chambers of Zion : from the sage and gentle Plato , who has hal- lowed the clear Ilissus and its plane tree in ...
... sweet singer of Israel , whose strains are with us , whether he meditated them on the desert - pastures , or in the state - chambers of Zion : from the sage and gentle Plato , who has hal- lowed the clear Ilissus and its plane tree in ...
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... sweet singers of Israel ' were raising to the harps of the temple , strains of worthier praise to Jehovah ; the prayer of Moses the man of God ' ( Psalm xc . ) , the solemn confes- sion of the royal and penitent Psalmist ( Psalm li ...
... sweet singers of Israel ' were raising to the harps of the temple , strains of worthier praise to Jehovah ; the prayer of Moses the man of God ' ( Psalm xc . ) , the solemn confes- sion of the royal and penitent Psalmist ( Psalm li ...
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... sweet , deep - thoughted and solemn ; when our England has become a hallowed land , when her hills and plains , her ... sweets - for our next chapter will be on HOMER . ON THE MASSACRE OF THE INNOCENTS . [ From the AND POETS . NO . 1 . 11.
... sweet , deep - thoughted and solemn ; when our England has become a hallowed land , when her hills and plains , her ... sweets - for our next chapter will be on HOMER . ON THE MASSACRE OF THE INNOCENTS . [ From the AND POETS . NO . 1 . 11.
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... Sweet Florence ! it was thine Earliest to hear the wand'ring Ghibelline Entranced utter that harmonious spell Which calm'd th ' indignant heart nought else could quell . To thee lov'd parentage and speech he + ow'd , Whose lips were sweet ...
... Sweet Florence ! it was thine Earliest to hear the wand'ring Ghibelline Entranced utter that harmonious spell Which calm'd th ' indignant heart nought else could quell . To thee lov'd parentage and speech he + ow'd , Whose lips were sweet ...
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... most smiling Sabbath ere , Sweet inspirations may I oft receive , Blending my spirit with the scenes I love , That whisper of the eternal bliss above . W. C. THE CHILD AMONG THE FLOWERS . ( BY THE AUTHOR 44 NO . I. FLOATING REMEMBRANCES .
... most smiling Sabbath ere , Sweet inspirations may I oft receive , Blending my spirit with the scenes I love , That whisper of the eternal bliss above . W. C. THE CHILD AMONG THE FLOWERS . ( BY THE AUTHOR 44 NO . I. FLOATING REMEMBRANCES .
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
1st Athenian Admiral Aggy ancient answered appearance arms Athena beautiful black crow Brigantine Brisk called Captain carbonic acid child clouds Clytemnestra colour Creon Cyclop dark dear death deep double star earth exclaimed eyes fair father fear feelings fish flowers frigate Fulmer Gaul gazed gentle girl give hand happy hath head heard heart heaven Hephaestus honour hour Iliad Jocasta king lady land leave lieutenant light Lilias look Lord Master mind morning never night Nottingham o'er Odysseus Oedipus Overcast pale passed poet poetry poor present Prometheus rain readers reigned replied returned RICHARD HOWITT Right Ascension round Sappho scene seemed ship smile song soul speak spirit star stood sweet tears Teiresias Telemachus tell thee thing thou thought turned uttered vessel voice Wendover wind words young Zeus
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 403 - Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
Seite 691 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst, burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
Seite 624 - She was a phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair; Like twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful dawn; A dancing shape, an image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Seite 205 - I ran it through, even from my boyish days, To the very moment that he bade me tell it : Wherein I spoke of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field ; Of hair-breadth 'scapes i...
Seite 627 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep...
Seite 206 - We will return no more"; And all at once they sang, "Our island home Is far beyond the wave; we will no longer roam.
Seite 206 - Full-faced above the valley stood the moon, And like a downward smoke, the slender stream Along the cliff to fall and pause and fall did seem. A land of streams ! some, like a downward smoke, Slow-dropping veils of thinnest lawn, did go; And some thro' wavering lights and shadows broke, Rolling a slumbrous sheet of foam below.
Seite 691 - And gray walls moulder round, on which dull Time Feeds, like slow fire upon a hoary brand ; And one keen pyramid with wedge sublime, Pavilioning the dust of him who planned This refuge for his memory, doth stand Like flame transformed to marble ; and beneath, A field is spread, on which a newer band Have pitched in Heaven's smile their camp of death Welcoming him we lose with scarce extinguished breath.
Seite 567 - We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial. We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives Who thinks most — feels the noblest — acts the best.