A Book of English Literature, 第 2 巻Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin Macmillan, 1916 |
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... fields has spread , His first sweet evening yellow . Books ! ' tis a dull and endless strife : Come , hear the woodland linnet , How sweet his music ! on my life There's more of wisdom in it . And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings ...
... fields has spread , His first sweet evening yellow . Books ! ' tis a dull and endless strife : Come , hear the woodland linnet , How sweet his music ! on my life There's more of wisdom in it . And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings ...
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... field they crossed : The marks were still the same ; They tracked them on , nor ever lost ; And to the bridge they came . 50 They followed from the snowy bank Those footmarks , one by one , Into the middle of the plank ; And further ...
... field they crossed : The marks were still the same ; They tracked them on , nor ever lost ; And to the bridge they came . 50 They followed from the snowy bank Those footmarks , one by one , Into the middle of the plank ; And further ...
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... fields and hills 25 Where was their occupation and abode . And hence this Tale , while I was yet a boy Careless of books , yet having felt the power Of Nature , by the gentle agency 30 Of natural objects , led me on to feel For passions ...
... fields and hills 25 Where was their occupation and abode . And hence this Tale , while I was yet a boy Careless of books , yet having felt the power Of Nature , by the gentle agency 30 Of natural objects , led me on to feel For passions ...
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... Fields , where with cheerful spirits he had breathed 65 The common air ; hills , which with vigor- ous step He had so ... field . Down from the ceiling by the chimney's edge 110 That in our ancient uncouth country style With huge and ...
... Fields , where with cheerful spirits he had breathed 65 The common air ; hills , which with vigor- ous step He had so ... field . Down from the ceiling by the chimney's edge 110 That in our ancient uncouth country style With huge and ...
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... field , or on his shepherd's stool Sat with a fettered sheep before him stretched , Under the large old oak , that near his door 165 Stood single , and , from matchless depth of shade , Chosen for the shearer's covert from the sun ...
... field , or on his shepherd's stool Sat with a fettered sheep before him stretched , Under the large old oak , that near his door 165 Stood single , and , from matchless depth of shade , Chosen for the shearer's covert from the sun ...
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459 ページ - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...
458 ページ - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before, To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.
473 ページ - Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year, to which this closing night Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre...
606 ページ - ... jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sat with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground ; And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine, As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine, Which (the burgesses voted by common consent)...
633 ページ - 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, — I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life ! — and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
474 ページ - Over earth and ocean, with gentle motion, This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea; Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills, Over the lakes and the plains, Wherever he dream...
495 ページ - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
473 ページ - So sweet, the sense faints picturing them! Thou For whose path the Atlantic's level powers Cleave themselves into chasms, while far below The sea-blooms and the oozy woods which wear...
591 ページ - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light : The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
457 ページ - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low : And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him ; he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.