Viktorianische Dichtung: eine Auswahl aus E.B. Browning, R. Browning, A. Tennyson, M. Arnold, D.G. Rossetti, W. Morris, A. Ch. Swinburne, Chr. RossettiOtto Luitpold Jiriczek Carl Winter, 1907 - 486 ページ |
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... Soul " , in seltener Gleich- mäßigkeit decken , bleiben sie in dieser oder jener Be- ziehung häufig unter der höchsten Spannweite ihrer eigenen Kunst zurück . Allein das gilt von Byron und Words- worth , ja selbst von Shelley und Keats ...
... Soul " , in seltener Gleich- mäßigkeit decken , bleiben sie in dieser oder jener Be- ziehung häufig unter der höchsten Spannweite ihrer eigenen Kunst zurück . Allein das gilt von Byron und Words- worth , ja selbst von Shelley und Keats ...
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... soul's great agony- " Have I renounced my womanhood , For wifehood unto thee , And is this the last , last look of thine That ever I shall see ? " Yet God thee save , and mayst thou have A lady to thy mind , More woman - proud and half ...
... soul's great agony- " Have I renounced my womanhood , For wifehood unto thee , And is this the last , last look of thine That ever I shall see ? " Yet God thee save , and mayst thou have A lady to thy mind , More woman - proud and half ...
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... , our words grow strange , We cheer the pale gold - diggers , Each soul is worth so much on ' Change , And marked , like sheep , with figures . Be pitiful , O God ! The curse of gold upon the land The lack of 24 Elizabeth Barrett Browning .
... , our words grow strange , We cheer the pale gold - diggers , Each soul is worth so much on ' Change , And marked , like sheep , with figures . Be pitiful , O God ! The curse of gold upon the land The lack of 24 Elizabeth Barrett Browning .
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... look up to the great wide sky , Inquiring wherefore we were born , For earnest or for jest ? The senses folding thick and dark About the stifled soul 34 Elizabeth Barrett Browning . Perplexed Music Human Life's Mystery.
... look up to the great wide sky , Inquiring wherefore we were born , For earnest or for jest ? The senses folding thick and dark About the stifled soul 34 Elizabeth Barrett Browning . Perplexed Music Human Life's Mystery.
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... soul , Dear , commingled with thy soul ? Red grows the cheek , and warm the hand ; the part is in the whole : Nor hands nor cheeks keep separate , when soul is joined to soul . SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE . [ Privat gedruckt 1847 ...
... soul , Dear , commingled with thy soul ? Red grows the cheek , and warm the hand ; the part is in the whole : Nor hands nor cheeks keep separate , when soul is joined to soul . SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE . [ Privat gedruckt 1847 ...
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158 ページ - Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life...
188 ページ - But now the whole Round Table is dissolved Which was an image of the mighty world; And I, the last, go forth companionless, And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
235 ページ - YES! in the sea of life enisled, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone.
111 ページ - Spite of this flesh to-day I strove, made head, gained ground upon the whole!" As the bird wings and sings, Let us cry "All good things Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul!
80 ページ - Oh, our manhood's prime vigour ! no spirit feels waste, Not a muscle is stopped in its playing, nor sinew unbraced. Oh, the wild joys of living ! the leaping from rock up to rock — The strong rending of boughs from the fir-tree, — the cool silver shock Of the plunge in a pool's living water, — the hunt of the bear, And the sultriness showing the lion is couched in his lair.
167 ページ - The slender acacia would not shake One long milk-bloom on the tree ; The white lake-blossom fell into the lake, As the pimpernel dozed on the lea ; But the rose was awake all night for your sake, Knowing your promise to me : - The lilies and roses were all awake, They sigh'd for the dawn and thee.
115 ページ - FEAR death? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
43 ページ - How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of every day's 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 lave thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
146 ページ - Grows green and broad, and takes no care, Sun-steep'd at noon, and in the moon Nightly dew-fed; and turning yellow Falls, and floats adown the air. Lo ! sweeten'd with the summer light, The full-juiced apple, waxing over-mellow, Drops in a silent autumn night. All its allotted length of days, The flower ripens in its place, Ripens and fades, and falls, and hath no toil, Fast-rooted in the fruitful soil.
143 ページ - he said, and pointed toward the land, ' This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon.' In the afternoon they came unto a land In which it seemed always afternoon.