Poems: A blot in the 'scutcheonTicknor, Reed and Fields, 1850 |
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... LURIA . A TRAGEDY 1 61 139 A SOUL'S TRAGEDY 211 DRAMATIC ROMANCES AND LYRICS 253 CAVALIER TUNES : - I. MARCHING ALONG 11. GIVE A ROUSE 255 256 111. BOOT AND SADDLE 257 MY LAST DUCHESS 258 COUNT GISMOND 260 INCIDENT OF THE FRENCH CAMP ...
... LURIA . A TRAGEDY 1 61 139 A SOUL'S TRAGEDY 211 DRAMATIC ROMANCES AND LYRICS 253 CAVALIER TUNES : - I. MARCHING ALONG 11. GIVE A ROUSE 255 256 111. BOOT AND SADDLE 257 MY LAST DUCHESS 258 COUNT GISMOND 260 INCIDENT OF THE FRENCH CAMP ...
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... , Loys drawing his sword . Dja . [ leading them a few steps between KHALIL and LOYS . ] On to the Mountain . At the Mountain , Druses ! [ Dies . LURIA ; A Tragedy . I DEDICATE THIS LAST ATTEMPT THE RETURN OF THE DRUSES . 137.
... , Loys drawing his sword . Dja . [ leading them a few steps between KHALIL and LOYS . ] On to the Mountain . At the Mountain , Druses ! [ Dies . LURIA ; A Tragedy . I DEDICATE THIS LAST ATTEMPT THE RETURN OF THE DRUSES . 137.
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Robert Browning. LURIA ; A Tragedy . I DEDICATE THIS LAST ATTEMPT FOR THE PRESENT AT DRAMATIC LURIA A TRAGEDY.
Robert Browning. LURIA ; A Tragedy . I DEDICATE THIS LAST ATTEMPT FOR THE PRESENT AT DRAMATIC LURIA A TRAGEDY.
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... , BY NOT THE LEAST WORTHY OF HIS CONTEMPORARIES , TO SHAKESPEARE , MAY BE APPLIED HERE , BY ONE WHOSE SOLE PRIVILEGE IS IN A GRATEFUL ADMIRATION , TO WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR . LURIA . PERSONS . LURIA , a Moor , Commander.
... , BY NOT THE LEAST WORTHY OF HIS CONTEMPORARIES , TO SHAKESPEARE , MAY BE APPLIED HERE , BY ONE WHOSE SOLE PRIVILEGE IS IN A GRATEFUL ADMIRATION , TO WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR . LURIA . PERSONS . LURIA , a Moor , Commander.
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Robert Browning. LURIA . PERSONS . LURIA , a Moor , Commander of the Florentine Forces . HUSAIN , a Moor , his friend . Puccio , the old Florentine Commander , now LURIA'S Chief Officer . BRACCIO , Commissary of the Republic of Florence ...
Robert Browning. LURIA . PERSONS . LURIA , a Moor , Commander of the Florentine Forces . HUSAIN , a Moor , his friend . Puccio , the old Florentine Commander , now LURIA'S Chief Officer . BRACCIO , Commissary of the Republic of Florence ...
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Anael arms Austin bezants blood Brac Braccio breast breath brow cheek Chiappino dare dead deed Djabal DOMIZIA doubt dream Druses Duke Enter eyes face Faenza faith Florence Florentines Gerard give God's gold Guards Guen Guendolen guilders Hakeem hand head hear heard heart Heaven hold Jacynth keep Khalil knew Lady laugh leave Lebanon lips live look Lord Tresham Loys Lucca Luit Luitolfo Luria Masaccio Mertoun Mildred neath never night Nuncio o'er Ogni once past Pisa praise Prefect pride Provost Puccio round seemed shame silent soul speak spoke stand stood sure sure as fate sword tell thee there's Theseus thine Thorold thou art thought thro Tiburzio Tresh tribe trust truth turn twas Venice voice What's word wrong
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Página 319 - So we were left galloping, Joris and I, Past Looz and past Tongres, no cloud in the sky; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle, bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight!
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Página 318 - ... other; we kept the great pace Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
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Página 266 - Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself erect By just his horse's mane, a boy: You hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compressed, Scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two.
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Página 310 - Smiling first a little smile, As if he knew what magic slept In his quiet pipe the while; Then, like a musical adept, To blow the pipe his lips he wrinkled, And green and blue his sharp eyes twinkled, Like a...
Página 319 - Aix" — for one heard the quick wheeze Of her chest, saw the stretched neck and staggering knees, And sunk tail, and horrible heave of the flank, As down on her haunches she shuddered and sank.