The Chilswell Book of English PoetryRobert Bridges Longmans, Green, 1924 - 272 էջ |
From inside the book
Արդյունքներ 28–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
Էջ 21
... UNDER the wide and starry sky Dig the grave and let me lie . Glad did I live and gladly die , And I laid me down with a will . burden ] refrain heard sung by the sea - nymphs . 31 This be the verse you grave for me : 21.
... UNDER the wide and starry sky Dig the grave and let me lie . Glad did I live and gladly die , And I laid me down with a will . burden ] refrain heard sung by the sea - nymphs . 31 This be the verse you grave for me : 21.
Էջ 27
... wide her myrtle wand , She strikes a universal Peace through Sea and Land . 1. paramour ] lover . III . turning sphere ] * . II . front ] forehead . harbinger ] herald . turtle ] dove . No War , or Battle's sound IV Was heard the 27.
... wide her myrtle wand , She strikes a universal Peace through Sea and Land . 1. paramour ] lover . III . turning sphere ] * . II . front ] forehead . harbinger ] herald . turtle ] dove . No War , or Battle's sound IV Was heard the 27.
Էջ 31
... wide the Gates of her high Palace Hall . But wisest Fate says No ; This must not yet be so ; XVI The Babe lies yet in smiling Infancy , That on the bitter cross Must redeem our loss ; So both himself and us to glorify : Yet first to ...
... wide the Gates of her high Palace Hall . But wisest Fate says No ; This must not yet be so ; XVI The Babe lies yet in smiling Infancy , That on the bitter cross Must redeem our loss ; So both himself and us to glorify : Yet first to ...
Էջ 40
... It is an ancient Mariner , And he stoppeth one of three . By thy long gray beard and glittering eye , Now wherefore stopp'st thou me ? a precious jewel ] refers to an old popular belief . ' The Bridegroom's doors are open'd wide , And I 40.
... It is an ancient Mariner , And he stoppeth one of three . By thy long gray beard and glittering eye , Now wherefore stopp'st thou me ? a precious jewel ] refers to an old popular belief . ' The Bridegroom's doors are open'd wide , And I 40.
Էջ 41
Robert Bridges. ' The Bridegroom's doors are open'd wide , And I am next of kin ; The guests are met , the feast is set : May'st hear the merry din . ' He holds him with his skinny hand , There was a ship , ' quoth he . - Hold off ...
Robert Bridges. ' The Bridegroom's doors are open'd wide , And I am next of kin ; The guests are met , the feast is set : May'st hear the merry din . ' He holds him with his skinny hand , There was a ship , ' quoth he . - Hold off ...
Այլ խմբագրություններ - View all
Common terms and phrases
A. E. Housman auld auld lang syne beauty beneath birds blow breath bright Burns calm Cassius cloud cold dark dead dear death deep delight doth dread dream earth echoing Green eyes fair Farewell flowers glory grave green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven Henry Newbolt hill John Anderson king Kirconnell land Laurence Binyon leaves light live lonely Lord loud Lycidas maun Milton mirth mist moon morning never night o'er pain pale peace Plymouth Hoe poem Quinquereme rest Ring round seem'd Shakespeare Shelley ship shore silent sing sleep song sorrow soul sound spirit Spring stanza stars stood stream sweet syne tears thee thine things thou art thought tree True Thomas Twas voice W. B. Yeats W. H. Davies waves weary wild wind wings woods youth
Սիրված հատվածներ
Էջ 176 - Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.
Էջ 102 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee and arbiter of war,— These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride or spoils of Trafalgar.
Էջ 174 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, > Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Էջ 85 - For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that, That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Էջ 18 - O Captain! My Captain! O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain! my Captain!
Էջ 26 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log, at last, dry, bald, and sere: A lily of a day, Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall, and die that night; It was the plant, and flower of light. In small proportions, we just beauties see: And in short measures, life may perfect be.
Էջ 199 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Էջ 203 - Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild, And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, 140 With wanton heed, and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Էջ 4 - Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain tops that freeze, Bow themselves when he did sing ; To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung, as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing die.
Էջ 194 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.