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... things at once , To the high dama's brow , more melancholy , But clear , and with a wild and liquid glance , Heart on her lips , and soul within her eyes , Soft as her clime , and sunny as her skies . Lord Byron . ITALY . FOREVER and ...
... things at once , To the high dama's brow , more melancholy , But clear , and with a wild and liquid glance , Heart on her lips , and soul within her eyes , Soft as her clime , and sunny as her skies . Lord Byron . ITALY . FOREVER and ...
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... things horrible ? " And thus the shade that questioned was of this Himself acquitted : " I know not ; but truly ' Tis fit the name of such a valley perish ; For from its fountain - head ( where is so pregnant The Alpine mountain whence ...
... things horrible ? " And thus the shade that questioned was of this Himself acquitted : " I know not ; but truly ' Tis fit the name of such a valley perish ; For from its fountain - head ( where is so pregnant The Alpine mountain whence ...
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... things ministered delight , --- The lake and land , the mountains and the vales ; The Alps their snowy summits reared in light , Tempering with gelid breath the summer gales ; And verdant shores and woods refreshed the eye , That else ...
... things ministered delight , --- The lake and land , the mountains and the vales ; The Alps their snowy summits reared in light , Tempering with gelid breath the summer gales ; And verdant shores and woods refreshed the eye , That else ...
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... things ? Samuel Rogers . WRITTEN IN PETRARCH'S HOUSE . ETRARCH ! I would that there might be PETRAR In this thy household sanctuary No visible monument of thee : The fount that whilom played before thee , The roof that rose in shelter o ...
... things ? Samuel Rogers . WRITTEN IN PETRARCH'S HOUSE . ETRARCH ! I would that there might be PETRAR In this thy household sanctuary No visible monument of thee : The fount that whilom played before thee , The roof that rose in shelter o ...
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... things must decay , The hempen rope at length was worn away , Unravelled at the end , and , strand by strand , Loosened and wasted in the ringer's hand , Till one , who noted this in passing by , Mended the rope with braids of briony ...
... things must decay , The hempen rope at length was worn away , Unravelled at the end , and , strand by strand , Loosened and wasted in the ringer's hand , Till one , who noted this in passing by , Mended the rope with braids of briony ...
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ancient Apennine Aubrey de Vere azure bark beauty behold beneath blood blue bosom bowers breast breath bright brow clime clouds crimson crown Dante Alighieri dark dead death deep divine doth dream earth Enceladus eyes face fair fame Felicia Hemans Florence flowers gaze gleam gliding glory glowing gold golden gray hand hath heart heaven Henry Wadsworth Longfellow hills holy hour Italy Joseph Addison lake land light Lion-hearts of young Longfellow look Lord Lord Byron marble morning mountains Naples night o'er once passed Percy Bysshe Shelley plain pride Richard Henry Wilde rocks roof rose round ruin sacred sail Samuel Rogers shade shining shore sigh silent skies sleep smiles soft song soul spirit star stood stream summer sweet thee thine thought tomb towers vines voice walls wandered waters waves William Gibson William Wetmore Story winds young Italy youth
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166 ページ - mid the steep sky's commotion, Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed, Shook from the tangled boughs of heaven and ocean, Angels of rain and lightning ! there are spread On the blue surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm.
167 ページ - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
165 ページ - O WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being,. Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing. Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill...
168 ページ - Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!
273 ページ - My soul to-day Is far away, Sailing the Vesuvian Bay; My winged boat, A bird afloat, Swims round the purple peaks remote: — Round purple peaks It sails, and seeks Blue inlets and their crystal creeks, Where high rocks throw, Through deeps below, A duplicated golden glow. Far, vague, and dim The mountains swim; While, on Vesuvius' misty brim, With outstretched hands, The gray smoke stands O'erlooking the volcanic lands.
27 ページ - Or when transplanted and preserved with care, Curse the cold clime, and starve in northern air. Here kindly warmth their mounting juice ferments To nobler tastes, and more exalted scents: 60 E'en the rough rocks with tender myrtle bloom, And trodden weeds send out a rich perfume.
121 ページ - And sea, when once again my brow was bared After thy healing, with such different eyes. O world, as God has made it ! All is beauty : And knowing this is love, and love is duty. What further may be sought for or declared...
28 ページ - Whatever fruits in different climes are found, That proudly rise, or humbly court the ground ; Whatever blooms in torrid tracts appear, Whose bright succession decks the varied year ; Whatever sweets salute the northern sky With vernal lives, that blossom but to die ; These here disporting own the kindred soil, Nor ask luxuriance from the planter's toil ; While sea-bom gales their gelid wings expand To winnow fragrance round the smiling land.
141 ページ - ... three-parts light, But the palace overshadows one, Because of a crime, which may God requite ! To Florence and God the wrong was done, Through the first republic's murder there By Cosimo and his cursed son.) The Duke (with the statue's face in the square) Turned in the midst of his multitude At the bright approach of the bridal pair.
73 ページ - Beneath a roof, projecting some small space, By way of shelter from the sun and rain. Then rode he through the streets with all his train, And, with the blast of trumpets loud and long, Made proclamation, that whenever wrong Was done to any man, he should but ring The great bell in the square, and he, the King, Would cause the Syndic to decide thereon. Such was the proclamation of King John. How swift the happy days in Atri sped, What wrongs were righted, need not here be said.