Curious Questions in History, Literature, Art, and Social Life: Designed as a Manual of General Information, Հատոր 3David McKay, 1900 |
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Curious Questions in History, Literature, Art, and Social Life ..., Հատոր 3 Sarah Hutchins Killikelly Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1900 |
Curious Questions in History, Literature, Art, and Social Life ..., Հատոր 3 Sarah Hutchins Killikelly Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1900 |
Curious Questions in History, Literature, Art, and Social Life Sarah H. Killikelly Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1900 |
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Էջ 97 - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints...
Էջ 48 - Who is he that cometh, like an honour'd guest, With banner and with music, with soldier and with priest, With a nation weeping, and breaking on my rest? Mighty Seaman, this is he Was great by land as thou by sea. Thine island loves thee well, thou famous man, The greatest sailor since our world began. Now, to the roll of muffled drums, To thee the greatest soldier comes ; For this is he Was great by land as thou by sea...
Էջ 300 - Why take the artistic way to prove so much? Because, it is the glory and good of Art, That Art remains the one way possible Of speaking truth, to mouths like mine at least.
Էջ 158 - In 1609, six years after the accession of James VI. of Scotland to the throne of England as James I.
Էջ 386 - WHEN Earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colours have faded, and the youngest critic has died, We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it — lie down for an aeon or two, Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall set us to work anew! And those that were good shall be happy : they shall sit in a golden chair; They shall splash at a ten-league canvas with brushes of comets...
Էջ 201 - O mother ! — I am wounded through I die with pain— in sooth I do ! Stung by some little angry thing, Some serpent on a tiny wing — A bee it was — for once, I know, I heard a rustic call it so.
Էջ 98 - ... freely, as men strive for Right ; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, — I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life 1 — and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
Էջ 3 - Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met, or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Էջ 12 - Still barred thy doors ! The far east glows, The morning wind blows fresh and free. Should not the hour that wakes the rose Awaken also thee? All look for thee, Love, Light, and Song, Light in the sky deep red above, Song, in the lark of pinions strong, And in my heart, true Love.
Էջ 12 - ... morning wind blows fresh and free. Should not the hour that wakes the rose Awaken also thee? "All look for thee, Love, Light, and Song, Light in the sky deep red above, Song, in the lark of pinions strong, And in my heart, true Love. "Apart we miss our nature's goal, Why strive to cheat our destinies? Was not my love made for thy soul? Thy beauty for mine eyes? No longer sleep, Oh, listen now ! I wait and weep, But where art thou?