The Liberal: Verse and Prose from the South, Bände 1-2John Hunt, 1822 |
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... fear to tread . " - Pope . If Mr. Southey had not rushed in where he had no busi- ness , and where he never was before , and never will be again , the following poem would not have been written . It is not impossible that it may be as ...
... fear to tread . " - Pope . If Mr. Southey had not rushed in where he had no busi- ness , and where he never was before , and never will be again , the following poem would not have been written . It is not impossible that it may be as ...
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... fear'd the gods ? " " Gebir , he fear'd the Demons , not the Gods , Though them indeed his daily face ador'd ; And was no warrior , yet the thousand lives Squander'd , as stones to exercise a sling ! And the tame cruelty and cold ...
... fear'd the gods ? " " Gebir , he fear'd the Demons , not the Gods , Though them indeed his daily face ador'd ; And was no warrior , yet the thousand lives Squander'd , as stones to exercise a sling ! And the tame cruelty and cold ...
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... fear Of doing people harm about the throne , And injuring some minister or peer On whom the stigma might perhaps be blown ; It is my gentle public , lend thine ear ! " Tis , that what Junius we are wont to call , Was really , truly ...
... fear Of doing people harm about the throne , And injuring some minister or peer On whom the stigma might perhaps be blown ; It is my gentle public , lend thine ear ! " Tis , that what Junius we are wont to call , Was really , truly ...
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... fear , for I can choose my own reviewers : " So let me have the proper documents , " That I may add you to my other saints . " . C. Sathan bow'd , and was silent . " Well , if you , " With amiable modesty , decline " My offer , what ...
... fear , for I can choose my own reviewers : " So let me have the proper documents , " That I may add you to my other saints . " . C. Sathan bow'd , and was silent . " Well , if you , " With amiable modesty , decline " My offer , what ...
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... fear of seeing his eyes upon her ; and Ippolito , who was less certain of her regard for him than herself , imagined that he had somehow offended her . A few Sundays before she had sent him home bounding for joy . There had been two ...
... fear of seeing his eyes upon her ; and Ippolito , who was less certain of her regard for him than herself , imagined that he had somehow offended her . A few Sundays before she had sent him home bounding for joy . There had been two ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Aholibamah Ali Pacha Anah angels aunt Bardi Baubo beautiful better blood Buondelmonti called Cincolo Cloridan Corradino Creditor cried Dante dare dear death devil Dianora earth eternal eyes face father Faust fear feel Gegia Genoa Genoese Ghibelline Giuli Giuli Tre give Graces hand hath head hear heard heart heaven honour human immortal Ippolito Irad Italian Italy Japh king ladies less light living look Lord Lostendardo lovers Manfred marble Medoro Meph Messer mind modesty Monte Aperto moral nature never night Noah o'er Pacha passion perhaps person Pisa poet poor Prince reader Ricciardo Saint Saint Peter Sathan Scotch seemed Seraph shew side sight son of Noah soul speak spirit stars Suliotes Swabia sweet thee thine thing thou thought true Turks turn Tuscany twas virtue voice window words young youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 86 - Cesario; it is old and plain: The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Seite 117 - Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita Mi ritrovai per una selva oscura, Chè la diritta via era smarrita.
Seite 163 - AND it came to pass, when men began to multiply on the face of the earth, and daughters were born unto them, that the sons of God saw the daughters of men that they were fair; and they took them wives of all which they chose.
Seite 395 - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright; I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how? — To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs, they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The champak odors fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream; The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart, As I must die on thine, O, beloved as thou art!
Seite 47 - Than wood-nymph, or the fairest goddess feign'd Of three that in mount Ida naked strove, Stood to entertain her guest from heaven ; no veil She needed, virtue-proof; no thought infirm Alter'd her cheek.
Seite 395 - O, lift me from the grass! I die, I faint, I fail! Let thy love in kisses rain On my lips and eyelids pale. My cheek is cold and white, alas ! My heart beats loud and fast: Oh! press it close to thine again, Where it will break at last ! Very few, perhaps, are familiar with these lines — yet no less a poet than Shelley is their author.
Seite 24 - ... even beyond my hopes. I returned home well satisfied. The sun that was still labouring pale and wan through the sky, obscured by thick mists, seemed an emblem of the good cause; and the cold dank drops of dew that hung half melted on the beard of the thistle, had something genial and refreshing in them; for there was a spirit of hope and youth in all nature, that turned every thing into good.
Seite 18 - He ever warr'd with freedom and the free : " Nations as men, home subjects, foreign foes, " So that they utter'd the word ' Liberty !' " Found George the Third their first opponent. Whose " History was ever stain'd as his will be " With national and individual woes ? " I grant his household abstinence ; I grant " His neutral virtues, which most monarchs want ; XLVI.
Seite 38 - There was a severe, worn pressure of thought about his temples, a fire in his eye (as if he saw something in objects more than the outward appearance...
Seite 3 - SAINT Peter sat by the celestial gate, His keys were rusty, and the lock was dull, So little trouble had been given of late ; Not that the place by any means was full, But since the Gallic era " eighty-eight," The devils had ta'en a longer, stronger pull, And "a pull altogether," as they say At sea— which drew most souls another way.