The Life of William Morris, 第 1 卷Longmans, Green & Company, 1899 |
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Æneid afterwards artists beautiful began blue building Burne-Jones century church colour decoration Drangey dyeing early Earthly Paradise England English epic Eyrbyggja Saga Faulkner feel firm firth flowers friends Fulford garden George Wardle going grass Greek green grey Guenevere hand Hengill hill hope Iceland illumination imagination journey Kelmscott later Lechlade Leek letter living London look matter mediæval mind morning Morris & Company Morris's mountains never night Ogier the Dane once Oxford painted poem poet poetry pretty Queen Square Red House Red Lion Square remember Reykjavik romance Rossetti round Saga scene seemed side slopes Snorri Sturluson story strange Street summer sweet Tennyson things thought took Topsy turned Turnham Green valley vellum verse Volsunga Saga volume wall Walthamstow Wardle whole WILLIAM MORRIS wind writes written wrote
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第 326 頁 - For this is the Great Story of the North, which should be to all our race what the Tale of Troy was to the Greeks...
第 20 頁 - Jewry is God known : his Name is great in Israel. At Salem is his tabernacle : and his dwelling in Sion.
第 250 頁 - Lo from our loitering ship a new land at last to be seen; Toothed rocks down the side of the firth on the east guard a weary wide lea, And black slope the hillsides above, striped adown with their desolate green: And a peak rises up on the west from the meeting of cloud and of sea, Foursquare from base unto point like the building of Gods that have been, The last of that waste of the mountains all cloud-wreathed and snow-flecked and grey, And bright with the dawn that began just now at the ending...
第 196 頁 - Would that I Had but some portion of that mastery That from the rose-hung lanes of woody Kent Through these five hundred years such songs have sent To us, who, meshed within this smoky net Of unrejoicing labour, love them yet. And thou, O Master!—Yea, my Master still, Whatever feet have scaled Parnassus' hill, Since like thy measures, clear, and sweet, and strong, Thames' stream scarce fettered bore the bream along Unto the bastioned bridge, his only chain.
第 226 頁 - She led me up close to the house, and laid her shapely sunbrowned hand and arm on the lichened wall as if to embrace it, and cried out, 'O me! O me! How I love the earth, and the seasons, and weather, and all things that deal with it, and all that grows out of it, — as this has done!
第 197 頁 - There, now we both laugh — as the whole world may, At us poor singers of an empty day. Nay, let it pass, and hearken ! Hast thou heard That therein I believe I have a friend, Of whom for love I may not be afeard...
第 108 頁 - If any man has any poetry in him," he said to Burne-Jones, "he should paint, for it has all been said and written, and they have scarcely begun to paint it...
第 109 頁 - Rossetti's conquest of a mind so strong and so selfsufficing was, while it lasted, complete in proportion to the strength which was subdued. He became not only a pupil, but a servant. Once, when Burne-Jones complained that the designs he made in Rossetti's manner seemed better than his own original work, Morris answered with some vehemence, ' I have got beyond that : I want to imitate Gabriel as much as I can.
第 104 頁 - Rossetti says I ought to paint, he says I shall be able ; now as he is a very great man, and speaks with authority and not as the scribes, I must try.
第 197 頁 - Dying so far off from the hedge of bay, Thou idle singer of an empty day ! Well, think of him, I bid thee, on the road, And if it hap that midst of thy defeat, Fainting beneath thy follies...