Ancient Myths in Modern PoetsBaker and Taylor Company, 1910 - 360 lappuses |
No grāmatas satura
1.–5. rezultāts no 56.
20. lappuse
... dark - eyed Graces who bring the wreath . " Weave , then , some glorious lay in Athens , the lovely and the blest , thou Cean fantasy of fair re- nown . A choice strain should be thine , since Cal- liope has given thee a meed of signal ...
... dark - eyed Graces who bring the wreath . " Weave , then , some glorious lay in Athens , the lovely and the blest , thou Cean fantasy of fair re- nown . A choice strain should be thine , since Cal- liope has given thee a meed of signal ...
22. lappuse
... dark With visionary steps . Whereat he sent His frequent heralds to the Pythian fane , And also to Dodona , and inquired How best , by act or speech , to please the gods . The same returning brought back oracles Of doubtful sense ...
... dark With visionary steps . Whereat he sent His frequent heralds to the Pythian fane , And also to Dodona , and inquired How best , by act or speech , to please the gods . The same returning brought back oracles Of doubtful sense ...
23. lappuse
Helen Archibald Clarke. Dark to interpret ; but at last there came To Inachus an answer that was clear , Thrown straight as any bolt , and spoken out- This ' he should drive me from my home and land , And bid me wander to the extreme ...
Helen Archibald Clarke. Dark to interpret ; but at last there came To Inachus an answer that was clear , Thrown straight as any bolt , and spoken out- This ' he should drive me from my home and land , And bid me wander to the extreme ...
61. lappuse
... dark purple , star - inwoven . A sceptre of pale gold , To stay steps proud , o'er the slow cloud , His veined hand doth hold . Cruel he looks , but calm and strong , Like one who does , not suffers wrong . " When the phantasm of ...
... dark purple , star - inwoven . A sceptre of pale gold , To stay steps proud , o'er the slow cloud , His veined hand doth hold . Cruel he looks , but calm and strong , Like one who does , not suffers wrong . " When the phantasm of ...
73. lappuse
... darkness Filling the seat of power , and rays of gloom Dart round , as light from the meridian sun , Ungazed upon and shapeless ; neither limb , Nor form , nor outline . " With Demogorgon , Asia holds converse upon the deep problems of ...
... darkness Filling the seat of power , and rays of gloom Dart round , as light from the meridian sun , Ungazed upon and shapeless ; neither limb , Nor form , nor outline . " With Demogorgon , Asia holds converse upon the deep problems of ...
Citi izdevumi - Skatīt visu
Bieži izmantoti vārdi un frāzes
Apollo Asia beauty behold breathe bright Caria clouds Copley Society Cynthia dark deep Demogorgon divine dream dymion earth Endymion Eschylus eternal Eumenides evil eyes fair fate feel fire flowers gaze glory goddess gods golden Greek grief hand hath heard heart heaven Hermes Hesiod Homeric Hymn human hymn Hyperion ideal imagination immortal Jove Jupiter Keats kiss light lips live lyre mankind MAX KLINGER melody metheus mind Moon mortal mountains myth nature never night o'er Okeanides Okeanos pain Panthea Peona Phoebus play poem poet Prome Prometheus Prometheus Unbound Saturn Scylla Selene shadow shalt Shelley Shelley's shepherds sigh sing sleep smile soft song soul spirit stars steeds story strange sweet symbol Tartaros tell Tellus Thea thee Themis thine things thought throne thunder tion Titans Tulchuherris vision voice wind wings wonder worship youth Zeus
Populāri fragmenti
110. lappuse - To suffer woes which hope thinks infinite ; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night ; To defy power which seems omnipotent ; To love and bear ; to hope till hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates...
235. lappuse - I am certain of nothing but of the holiness of the Heart's affections and the truth of Imagination— What the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth— whether it existed before or not...
264. lappuse - Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
235. lappuse - I shall call the Chamber of Maiden-Thought, than we become intoxicated with the light and the atmosphere, we see nothing but pleasant wonders, and think of delaying there for ever in delight. However among the effects this breathing is father of is that tremendous one of sharpening one's vision into the heart and nature of Man — of convincing one's nerves that the world is full of Misery and Heart-break, Pain, Sickness and oppression...
246. lappuse - ENDYMION. THE rising moon has hid the stars ; Her level rays, like golden bars, Lie on the landscape green, With shadows brown between. And silver white the river gleams, As if Diana, in her dreams, Had dropt her silver bow Upon the meadows low.
321. lappuse - Then I arise, and climbing Heaven's blue dome, I walk over the mountains and the waves, Leaving my robe upon the ocean foam ; My footsteps pave the clouds with fire ; the caves Are filled with my bright presence, and the air Leaves the green earth to my embraces bare.
85. lappuse - To move, to breathe, to be; I wandering went Among the haunts and dwellings of mankind, And first was disappointed not to see Such mighty change as I had felt within Expressed in outward things; but soon I looked...
96. lappuse - Gentleness, Virtue, Wisdom, and Endurance, These are the seals of that most firm assurance Which bars the pit over Destruction's strength ; And if, with infirm hand, Eternity, Mother of many acts and hours, should free The serpent that would clasp her with his length ; These are the spells by which to reassume An empire o'er the disentangled doom.
66. lappuse - Hypocrisy and custom make their minds The fanes of many a worship, now outworn. They dare not devise good for man's estate, And yet they know not that they do not dare. The good want power, but to weep barren tears. The powerful goodness want : worse need for them.
196. lappuse - Though old Ulysses tortured from his slumbers The glutted Cyclops, what care ? — Juliet leaning Amid her window-flowers, — sighing, — weaning Tenderly her fancy from its maiden snow, Doth more avail than these : the silver flow 30 Of Hero's tears, the swoon of Imogen, Fair Pastorella in the bandit's den, Are things to brood on with more ardency Than the death-day of empires.