Ancient Myths in Modern PoetsBaker and Taylor Company, 1910 - 360 lappuses |
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1.–5. rezultāts no 84.
7. lappuse
... things he was punished in the manner already described . But Zeus , not satisfied with the punishment of Prometheus alone , planned another mischief to mankind . At his request Hephaistos fashioned from the yielding clay a virgin ...
... things he was punished in the manner already described . But Zeus , not satisfied with the punishment of Prometheus alone , planned another mischief to mankind . At his request Hephaistos fashioned from the yielding clay a virgin ...
12. lappuse
... thing to gain the mastery of Fate by force . His mother , Themis or the Earth prophesied to him again and again that victory would not come to the gods who relied upon strength and violence , but only by means of guile . As the Titans ...
... thing to gain the mastery of Fate by force . His mother , Themis or the Earth prophesied to him again and again that victory would not come to the gods who relied upon strength and violence , but only by means of guile . As the Titans ...
13. lappuse
... thing to stand aloof from pain And lavish exhortation and advice On one vexed sorely by it . I have known All in prevision . By my choice , my choice , I freely sinned - I will confess my sin- And helping mortals found my own despair ...
... thing to stand aloof from pain And lavish exhortation and advice On one vexed sorely by it . I have known All in prevision . By my choice , my choice , I freely sinned - I will confess my sin- And helping mortals found my own despair ...
14. lappuse
... things with me , except their penalty . Enough so leave these thoughts . It cannot be That thou shouldst move HIM . HE may not be moved . " Still Okeanos insists , declaring : " Thy wisdom hath no power to drag me back ; Because I glory ...
... things with me , except their penalty . Enough so leave these thoughts . It cannot be That thou shouldst move HIM . HE may not be moved . " Still Okeanos insists , declaring : " Thy wisdom hath no power to drag me back ; Because I glory ...
17. lappuse
... he made them wise and true in aim of soul . Men before he helped them , though able to see , saw but vainly and hearing , heard not , but like shapes in dreams had mixed all things wildly down 17 ANCIENT MYTHS IN MODERN POETS.
... he made them wise and true in aim of soul . Men before he helped them , though able to see , saw but vainly and hearing , heard not , but like shapes in dreams had mixed all things wildly down 17 ANCIENT MYTHS IN MODERN POETS.
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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
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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.