Dramatis PersonœTicknor and Fields, 1864 - 262 pagini |
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Pagina 32
... fine - To fear , almost , of the limit - line ! - As I looked at this , and learned and drew , Drew and learned , and looked again , While fast the happy minutes flew , Its beauty mounted into my brain , And a fancy 32 JAMES LEE .
... fine - To fear , almost , of the limit - line ! - As I looked at this , and learned and drew , Drew and learned , and looked again , While fast the happy minutes flew , Its beauty mounted into my brain , And a fancy 32 JAMES LEE .
Pagina 33
Robert Browning. Its beauty mounted into my brain , And a fancy seized me ; I was fain To efface my work , begin anew , Kiss what before I only drew ; Ay , laying the red chalk ' twixt my lips , With soul to help if the mere lips failed ...
Robert Browning. Its beauty mounted into my brain , And a fancy seized me ; I was fain To efface my work , begin anew , Kiss what before I only drew ; Ay , laying the red chalk ' twixt my lips , With soul to help if the mere lips failed ...
Pagina 35
... me Come in a word or a look of yours , Whose words and looks will , circling , flee Round me and round while life endures , Could I fancy " As I feel , thus feels He " ; 8 . Why , fade you might to a thing JAMES LEE . 35.
... me Come in a word or a look of yours , Whose words and looks will , circling , flee Round me and round while life endures , Could I fancy " As I feel , thus feels He " ; 8 . Why , fade you might to a thing JAMES LEE . 35.
Pagina 40
... Fancy my loss ! " 5 . So , when she died , it was scarce more strange Than that , when some delicate evening dies , And you follow its spent sun's pallid range , There's a shoot of color startles the skies With sudden , violent change ...
... Fancy my loss ! " 5 . So , when she died , it was scarce more strange Than that , when some delicate evening dies , And you follow its spent sun's pallid range , There's a shoot of color startles the skies With sudden , violent change ...
Pagina 73
... proper vein , Just to learn what blood is : twitch the robe From that blank lay - figure your fancy draped , Prick the leathern heart till the verses spirt ! - And late it was easy ; late , you walked TOO LATE . 13 73.
... proper vein , Just to learn what blood is : twitch the robe From that blank lay - figure your fancy draped , Prick the leathern heart till the verses spirt ! - And late it was easy ; late , you walked TOO LATE . 13 73.
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ABT VOGLER awhile beast believe brain breath brute CALIBAN UPON SETEBOS Cerinthus cheat Christ clay death Don't fear doubt earth eyes face fact fancy fear feel fingers fire flesh fool gain give gold grow hair hand hate hath head hear heart Heaven hopes and fears Jameson's Judge laugh life's lips live look Louis-d'or man's mind mouth NATURAL THEOLOGY naught never o'er once pain Philip Van Artevelde play Poems Pornic praise prove raps ROBERT BROWNING round Saint Paul Setebos sigh Sludge smile Sorrento soul speak spirit stars stop strange day suppose sure tell thee There's things thou thought TICKNOR AND FIELDS to-day touch tricks truth turn twixt Valens watch what's wonder word worth Xanthus youth
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Pagina 83 - But here is the finger of God, a flash of the will that can, . Existent behind all laws, that made them and, lo, they are? And I know not if, save in this, such gift be allowed to man, That out of three sounds he frame, not a fourth sound, but a star.
Pagina 161 - FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe ; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Pagina 84 - Therefore to whom turn I but to Thee, the ineffable Name? Builder and maker, Thou, of houses not made with hands! What, have fear of change from Thee who art ever the same? Doubt that Thy power can fill the heart that Thy power expands? There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before...
Pagina 89 - 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!
Pagina 97 - Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies that broke through language and escaped; All I could never be, All, men ignored in me, This, I was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped.
Pagina 91 - Then, welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand, but go! Be our joys three parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
Pagina 162 - No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall change, shall become first a peace out of pain.
Pagina 96 - Not on the vulgar mass Called " work," must sentence pass, Things done, that took the eye and had the price; O'er which, from level stand, The low world laid its hand, Found straightway to its mind, could value in a trice...
Pagina 93 - Spite of this flesh to-day I strove, made head, gained ground upon the whole ! " As the bird wings and sings, Let us cry " All good things Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul!
Pagina 98 - Fool! All that is, at all, Lasts ever, past recall; Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure: What entered into thee, That was, is, and shall be : Time's wheel runs back or stops: Potter and clay endure.