Poet Lore, 第 34 卷Writer's Center, 1923 |
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Aigner ain't Anna arms beautiful BOSPHORUS BULFIN Burris Caterinetta child CLARISSA comes curse Dagda Mor dark dear door dost thou dreams DUCHESS Elaine Enid Enright Epimetheus Erna eyes face Friedrich gaze Genia Girl goes gold Guinevere gwine hand head heah hear heard heart Hester Hofreiter Honest Judgment's a-coming Karlsson King kiss LABOUR MASTER lady Lancelot laugh Lena Leonardo Liar light live look Mahulena Malin Mallie Malvina Marie de Gournay Mauer Merlin miser Molière Morrisey mother Muh Tuck never night Nyola Odcombe play poet Queen Racan Radovid Radúz Rhon rises Runa Scarecrow shadow Sholom Asch silent sing sits song sorrow soul speak stands suddenly tears tell thee thine things Thomas Coryat thou art tree turns Vivienne voice Vratko Wahl weep wife Wiley Boy woman women words Ziva
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第 420 頁 - The point of one white star is quivering still Deep in the orange light of widening morn Beyond the purple mountains : through a chasm Of wind-divided mist the darker lake Reflects it : now it wanes : it gleams again As the waves fade, and as the burning threads Of woven cloud unravel in pale air : Tis lost ! and through yon peaks of cloud-like snow The roseate sunlight quivers...
第 419 頁 - Which alone spreadeth out the heavens, and treadeth upon the waves of the sea. Which maketh Arcturus, Orion, and Pleiades, and the chambers of the south.
第 419 頁 - Canst thou bind the sweet influences of Pleiades, or loose the bands of Orion? Canst thou bring forth Mazzaroth in his season? or canst thou guide Arcturus with his sons?
第 420 頁 - Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold: There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins; Such harmony is in immortal souls; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
第 419 頁 - I was thinking the day most splendid till I saw what the not-day exhibited, I was thinking this globe enough till there sprang out so noiseless around me myriads of other globes.
第 420 頁 - ... will remember them. They mingle not with their laughing comrades again; They sit no more at familiar tables of home; They have no lot in our labour of the day-time; They sleep beyond England's foam. But where our desires are and our hopes profound, Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight, To the innermost heart of their own land they are known As the stars are known to the Night; As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust, Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain; As the stars...
第 214 頁 - Italy, their forkes being for the most part made of yron or steele, and some of silver, but those are used only by Gentlemen. The reason of this their curiosity is, because the Italian cannot by any means indure to have his dish touched with fingers, seeing all mens fingers are not alike cleane
第 177 頁 - Too late loved I Thee, O Thou Beauty of ancient days, yet ever new ! too late I loved Thee ! And behold, Thou wert within, and I abroad, and there I searched for Thee; deformed I, plunging amid those fair forms which Thou hadst made. Thou wert with me, but I was not with Thee.
第 112 頁 - I learned in Florence how to kiss my hand, Heave up my shoulders when they call me dog, And duck as low as any barefoot friar...
第 254 頁 - THE DISCIPLE. When Narcissus died, the pool of his pleasure changed from a cup of sweet waters into a cup of salt tears, and the Oreads came weeping through the woodland that they might sing to the pool and give it comfort. And when they saw that the pool had changed from a cup of sweet waters into a cup of salt tears, they loosened the green tressea of their hair, and cried to the pool, and said : "We do not wonder that you should mourn in this manner for Narcissus, so beautiful was he.