The Poetry and Mystery of DreamsCharles Godfrey Leland E. H. Butler & Company, 1856 - 258 pagini |
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Pagina 13
... death , are thus renewed or revivified far more sympathetically than can be done by the most accurate portrait , while to the lover despairing of his lady's favour , a pleasant dream often holds forth hopes not less stimulating than her ...
... death , are thus renewed or revivified far more sympathetically than can be done by the most accurate portrait , while to the lover despairing of his lady's favour , a pleasant dream often holds forth hopes not less stimulating than her ...
Pagina 32
... death . ACHMET SEIRIM . His bow for action ready bent , And arrows with a head of stone , Can only mean that life is spent , And not the old ideas gone . Give me my bent bow in my hand , And a broad arrow I'll let flee ; And where that ...
... death . ACHMET SEIRIM . His bow for action ready bent , And arrows with a head of stone , Can only mean that life is spent , And not the old ideas gone . Give me my bent bow in my hand , And a broad arrow I'll let flee ; And where that ...
Pagina 39
... all the land unto his lords he sent , " Leave Odin under pain of death ! " - his orders were severe , Yet touched with mildness - for he sent the recipe for beer . Oh then a merry sound was heard of building through POETRY OF DREAMS . 39.
... all the land unto his lords he sent , " Leave Odin under pain of death ! " - his orders were severe , Yet touched with mildness - for he sent the recipe for beer . Oh then a merry sound was heard of building through POETRY OF DREAMS . 39.
Pagina 40
... death . I shall utter no repining words as I approach the palace of the gods . DEATH SONG of Regner LODBROG . BEER - um si sit clearum est sincerum , ALE - um si sit stale - um non est malum . RAY'S PROVERBS . BOHEMIAN BEER SONG . " Kde ...
... death . I shall utter no repining words as I approach the palace of the gods . DEATH SONG of Regner LODBROG . BEER - um si sit clearum est sincerum , ALE - um si sit stale - um non est malum . RAY'S PROVERBS . BOHEMIAN BEER SONG . " Kde ...
Pagina 42
... death ! The honey monster crush or chase- Oh dear ! my bosom , lip and face ! " But Chloe's sobs were balmy south , So the bee settled on her mouth ; And Chloe swoons as if she'd die , While Jane prepares to brain the fly . But the gay ...
... death ! The honey monster crush or chase- Oh dear ! my bosom , lip and face ! " But Chloe's sobs were balmy south , So the bee settled on her mouth ; And Chloe swoons as if she'd die , While Jane prepares to brain the fly . But the gay ...
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ACHMET SEIRIM ALICE CAREY angels ARTEMIDORUS ASTRAMPSYCHIUS BAYARD TAYLOR beautiful Berkeley betokens bound in Morocco bower breath bright C. G. LELAND CALIFORNIA LIBRARY CHARLES G clouds dark dead death denotes doth Elegantly evil eyes fair Farewell favourable omen fear flowers forebodes FRANCESCO MANCINI gazed gentle GERMAN DREAM BOOK GERSTENBERGK gilt and gilt gilt edges gleaming gold golden hand happy hath heard heart Heaven kiss KLINGELberg lady land light lips Lurley maiden merry Methought morning Morocco Antique MOTHERWELL mountain muslin N. P. WILLIS ne'er never NICEPHORUS night o'er Oneirology presages rose round SARAH JOSEPHA HALE seemed silent sing sleep slept slumber song sorrow soul sound spirit stood strange stream sweet thee thine thou thought trees Turkey Morocco Twas UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA vision voice VON GERSTENBERGK waking waves weep wild willow wind wings woke
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Pagina 206 - And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves. And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak...
Pagina 88 - I HAD a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space, Rayless and pathless ; and the icy earth Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air.
Pagina 83 - FAIR Daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon : As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song ; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along.
Pagina 225 - Eve, Young virgins might have visions of delight, And soft adorings from their loves receive Upon the honeyed middle of the night If ceremonies due they did aright; As, supperless to bed they must retire, And couch supine their beauties, lily white; Nor look behind, nor sideways, but require Of Heaven with upward eyes for all that they desire.
Pagina 88 - They slept on the abyss without a surge — The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave, The moon their mistress had expired before ; The winds were withered in the stagnant air, And the clouds perish'd; Darkness had no need Of aid from them— She was the universe.
Pagina 62 - It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, — A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Pagina 248 - Assaying by his devilish art to reach The organs of her fancy, and with them forge Illusions as he list, phantasms and dreams, Or if, inspiring venom, he might taint...
Pagina 234 - WHAT is more gentle than a wind in summer ? What is more soothing than the pretty hummer That stays one moment in an open flower, And buzzes cheerily from bower to bower ? What is more tranquil than a musk-rose blowing In a green island, far from all men's knowing ? More healthful than the leafiness of dales ? More secret than a nest of nightingales ? More serene than Cordelia's countenance ? More full of visions than a high romance...
Pagina 144 - The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring...
Pagina 250 - The blue Mediterranean, where he lay, Lulled by the coil of his crystalline streams, Beside a pumice isle in Baiae's bay, And saw in sleep old palaces and towers Quivering within the wave's intenser day, All overgrown with azure moss and flowers So sweet, the sense faints picturing them!