Dictionary of Contemporary Quotations (English)S. Sonnenschein & Company, limited, 1904 - 608 sivua |
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... ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING , Aurora Leigh , bk . IV . , l . 151-4 . A pewter age , -mixed metal , silver - washed ; An age of scum , spooned off the richer past , An age of patches for old gaberdines , An age of mere transition ...
... ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING , Aurora Leigh , bk . IV . , l . 151-4 . A pewter age , -mixed metal , silver - washed ; An age of scum , spooned off the richer past , An age of patches for old gaberdines , An age of mere transition ...
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... ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING , Aurora Leigh , bk . IV . , l . 70-1 . Greatly begin ! though thou have time But for a line , be that sublime , - Not failure , but low aim , is crime . What to the dead avail J. R. LOWELL , For an Autograph ...
... ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING , Aurora Leigh , bk . IV . , l . 70-1 . Greatly begin ! though thou have time But for a line , be that sublime , - Not failure , but low aim , is crime . What to the dead avail J. R. LOWELL , For an Autograph ...
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... ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING , The Lost Bower , st . 2 . The faint pink blossoms on the apple - trees Blew in such rich profusion as to hide What gnarled and twisted branches smothered them , And every little wanton puff of wind Fluttered ...
... ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING , The Lost Bower , st . 2 . The faint pink blossoms on the apple - trees Blew in such rich profusion as to hide What gnarled and twisted branches smothered them , And every little wanton puff of wind Fluttered ...
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... ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING , Aurora Leigh , bk . II . , Ul . 492-4 . Henceforth my part Be less with Nature than with Art ! For Art supplants , gives mainly worth To Nature . ROBERT BROWNING , Christmas Eve and Easter Day : Easter Day ...
... ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING , Aurora Leigh , bk . II . , Ul . 492-4 . Henceforth my part Be less with Nature than with Art ! For Art supplants , gives mainly worth To Nature . ROBERT BROWNING , Christmas Eve and Easter Day : Easter Day ...
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... ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING , The Dead Pan , st . 37 . Tis looking downward that makes one dizzy . ROBERT BROWNING , Dramatic Lyrics : Old Pictures in Florence , Lift up thine eyes to seek the invisible : Stir up thy heart to choose the ...
... ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING , The Dead Pan , st . 37 . Tis looking downward that makes one dizzy . ROBERT BROWNING , Dramatic Lyrics : Old Pictures in Florence , Lift up thine eyes to seek the invisible : Stir up thy heart to choose the ...
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A. C. SWINBURNE A. H. CLOUGH ALFRED AUSTIN ALFRED COCHRANE Aurora Leigh beauty C. G. LELAND C. S. CALVERLEY CHARLES KINGSLEY Country Muse D. G. ROSSETTI Death Dramatic and Lyrical Dramatic Lyrics earth Earthly Paradise ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING EUGENE FIELD eyes FREDERICK TENNYSON GEORGE BARLOW GEORGE ELIOT GEORGE MACDONALD H. W. LONGFELLOW hath heart HEATHER BIGG heaven Idylls Isles of Greece J. G. WHITTIER J. R. LOWELL JOHN DAVIDSON King Lays and Legends Leaves of Grass live LORD DE TABLEY LORD TENNYSON Love's Lover's Litanies MATTHEW ARNOLD Memoriam MICHAEL FIELD MORTIMER COLLINS night NORMAN GALE o'er Poems Dramatic Queen Mary Rhymes Ring ROBERT BRIDGES ROBERT BROWNING ROBERT BUCHANAN SIR EDWIN ARNOLD SIR LEWIS MORRIS SMITH Sonnets sorrow soul STEPHEN PHILLIPS sweet thee things thou truth W. C. BRYANT W. E. HENLEY WALTER WILLIAM MORRIS WILLIAM WATSON wind
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Sivu 319 - For woman is not undevelopt man, But diverse : could we make her as the man, Sweet Love were slain : his dearest bond is this. Not like to like, but like in difference. Yet in the long years liker must they grow ; The man be more of woman, she of man; He gain in sweetness and in moral height, Nor lose the wrestling thews that throw the world ; She mental breadth, nor fail in childward care, Nor lose the childlike in the larger mind; Till at the last she set herself to man, Like perfect music unto...
Sivu 188 - I SPRANG to the stirrup, and Joris, and he ; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three ; " Good speed ! " cried the watch, as the gatebolts undrew ; "Speed...
Sivu 349 - We will return no more;" And all at once they sang, " Our island home Is far beyond the wave; we will no longer roam." CHORIC SONG •"THERE is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tir'd eyelids upon tir'd eyes; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. Here are cool mosses deep, And thro...
Sivu 544 - I made them lay their hands in mine and swear To reverence the King, as if he were Their conscience, and their conscience as their King, To break the heathen and uphold the Christ...
Sivu 194 - The Holy Supper is kept, indeed, In whatso we share with another's need: Not what we give, but what we share, — For the gift without the giver is bare ; Who gives himself with his alms feeds three, — Himself, his hungering neighbor, and Me.
Sivu 382 - Listen! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin, and cease, and then again begin, With tremulous cadence slow, and bring The eternal note of sadness in.
Sivu 348 - All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good shall exist; Not its semblance, but itself; no beauty, nor good, nor power Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour. The high that proved too high, the heroic for earth too hard...
Sivu 138 - It is the land that freemen till, That sober-suited Freedom chose, The land, where girt with friends or foes A man may speak the thing he will ; A land of settled government, A land of just and old renown, Where Freedom broadens slowly down From precedent to precedent...
Sivu 513 - TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Sivu 204 - There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is nought, is silence implying sound; What was good shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round.