Poems, 第 1 卷Ticknor, Reed, and Fields, 1853 |
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... youth of estimable quali- ties , who in this war gave brilliant proofs of his valor . He died young ; and was thus cut off from long exercising his great virtues , and exhibiting to the world the light of his genius , which was already ...
... youth of estimable quali- ties , who in this war gave brilliant proofs of his valor . He died young ; and was thus cut off from long exercising his great virtues , and exhibiting to the world the light of his genius , which was already ...
第64页
... youth imparts In life's first stage ; These shall become a heavy weight , When Time swings wide his outward gate To weary age . The noble blood of Gothic name , Heroes emblazoned high to fame , In long array ; How , in the onward course ...
... youth imparts In life's first stage ; These shall become a heavy weight , When Time swings wide his outward gate To weary age . The noble blood of Gothic name , Heroes emblazoned high to fame , In long array ; How , in the onward course ...
第80页
... , half effaced , Which , with the hand of youth , he traced On history's page ; But with fresh victories he drew Each fading character anew In his old age . By his unrivalled skill , by great And veteran service 80 TRANSLATIONS .
... , half effaced , Which , with the hand of youth , he traced On history's page ; But with fresh victories he drew Each fading character anew In his old age . By his unrivalled skill , by great And veteran service 80 TRANSLATIONS .
第138页
... youth from saddle - bow , Hardly rises from the shock . Pipe and viol call the dances , Torch - light through the high halls glances ; Waves a mighty shadow in ; With manner bland Doth ask the maiden's hand , Doth with her the dance ...
... youth from saddle - bow , Hardly rises from the shock . Pipe and viol call the dances , Torch - light through the high halls glances ; Waves a mighty shadow in ; With manner bland Doth ask the maiden's hand , Doth with her the dance ...
第140页
... thou in the joy of youth ; Take me , too , the joyless father ! Spake the grim Guest , From his hollow , cavernous breast " Roses in the spring I gather ! " 9 SONG OF THE SILENT LAND . FROM THE GERMAN OF 140 TRANSLATIONS .
... thou in the joy of youth ; Take me , too , the joyless father ! Spake the grim Guest , From his hollow , cavernous breast " Roses in the spring I gather ! " 9 SONG OF THE SILENT LAND . FROM THE GERMAN OF 140 TRANSLATIONS .
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Alcalá angel ANGELICA art thou BALTASAR BARTOLOMÉ beautiful behold Beltran Cruzado Beware birds blessed breast breath bright brooklet cachucha Calés child CHISPA clouds Count of Lara dance dark dead Death DON CARLOS Don Dinero Dost thou doth dream earth Enter Exeunt eyes fair fall father fear flowers FRANCISCO gentle Gipsy girl gleams gold golden grave hand hear heart heaven holy HYPOLITO Jorge Manrique land leaves Life's light lips look LOPE DE VEGA Luck of Edenhall maiden MARTINA midnight moon night Nils Juel o'er PADRE CURA PEDRO CRESPO Pentecost poem Pray prayer PRECIOSA red planet Mars ring rise Saint SCENE shadows silent silver sing sleep smile soft song soul sound speak star stood sweet tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou shalt Timoneda unto VICTORIAN village voice wait wave weary wild wind
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第251页 - ... wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
第241页 - And children coming home from school Look in at the open door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor.
第16页 - And with them the Being Beauteous Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies.
第27页 - Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like anthems, roll ; They are chanting solemn masses, Singing ; " Pray for this poor soul, Pray, — pray ! " And the hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain...
第186页 - And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling surf On the rocks and the hard sea-sand. The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck.
第271页 - and rest Thy weary head upon this breast!" A tear stood in his bright blue eye, But still he answered, with a sigh, Excelsior! "Beware the pine-tree's withered branch! Beware the awful avalanche!
第9页 - He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ! It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. " My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The Reaper said, and smiled ; " Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where He was once a child.
第175页 - I wooed the blue-eyed maid, Yielding, yet half afraid, And in the forest's shade Our vows were plighted. Under its loosened vest Fluttered her little breast, Like birds within their nest By the hawk frighted.
第251页 - THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.
第245页 - No one is so accursed by fate, No one so utterly desolate, But some heart, though unknown, Responds unto his own. Responds, — as if with unseen wings An angel touched its quivering strings ; And whispers, in its song, " Where hast thou stayed so long ?