Scenery in Shakespeare's Plays, and Other StudiesAMS Press, 1926 - 370 páginas |
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... night after night , with a few officers of his staff . He was a magnificent figure as he came forward in uniform with his soldierly bearing , for officers were not allowed out of uniform during the scare . He looked sufficiently strong ...
... night after night , with a few officers of his staff . He was a magnificent figure as he came forward in uniform with his soldierly bearing , for officers were not allowed out of uniform during the scare . He looked sufficiently strong ...
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... night train for Girgeh ( 360 miles up the Nile ) to join the Mail steamer there . " " It was immensely delightful when up the Nile to land at a place like Edfu , where a cavalcade of don- keys with their red trappings , were waiting in ...
... night train for Girgeh ( 360 miles up the Nile ) to join the Mail steamer there . " " It was immensely delightful when up the Nile to land at a place like Edfu , where a cavalcade of don- keys with their red trappings , were waiting in ...
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... night we saw the South- ern Cross just above the horizon , and heard , until we fell asleep , the untiring dreamy music of the Shâdûf for watering the land . We were soon made much aware of British hospi- tality in this distant spot ...
... night we saw the South- ern Cross just above the horizon , and heard , until we fell asleep , the untiring dreamy music of the Shâdûf for watering the land . We were soon made much aware of British hospi- tality in this distant spot ...
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... night hours , to a haunting chant . We sat under the Acro - Corinth on a Sunday morning , in a ruined Doric temple which St. Paul must have looked upon . We went to Olympia and wandered among the scenes of the games , seeing the great ...
... night hours , to a haunting chant . We sat under the Acro - Corinth on a Sunday morning , in a ruined Doric temple which St. Paul must have looked upon . We went to Olympia and wandered among the scenes of the games , seeing the great ...
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... night fires at the farms , destroying fine ricks of corn , these early years at Conheath were full of pleasure and beauty . The study , with its southern and western views over the Park , was always a room of work , " Cromwell's Major ...
... night fires at the farms , destroying fine ricks of corn , these early years at Conheath were full of pleasure and beauty . The study , with its southern and western views over the Park , was always a room of work , " Cromwell's Major ...
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Página 262 - So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity That, when a soul is found sincerely so, A thousand liveried angels lackey her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt...
Página 107 - That light whose smile kindles the universe, That beauty in which all things work and move, That benediction which the eclipsing curse Of birth can quench not, that sustaining Love Which, through the web of being blindly wove By man and beast and earth and air and sea, Burns bright or dim, as each are mirrors of The fire for which all thirst, now beams on me, Consuming the last clouds of cold mortality.
Página 167 - Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say, " Behold 1 " The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Página 121 - He is made one with Nature: there is heard His voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder to the song of night's sweet bird; He is a presence to be felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone, Spreading itself where'er that Power may move Which has withdrawn his being to its own; Which wields the world with never wearied love, Sustains it from beneath, and kindles it above.
Página 141 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!
Página 156 - My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew"d, so sanded; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; Crook-kneed and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls ; Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each.
Página 314 - That day of wrath, .that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay ? How shall he meet that dreadful day ? When, shrivelling like a parched scroll, The flaming heavens together roll ; When louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ! Oh ! on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be THOU the trembling sinner's stay, Though heaven and earth shall pass away ! HUSH'D is the harp — the Minstrel...
Página 147 - The current, that with gentle murmur glides, Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage; But, when his fair course is not hindered, He makes sweet music with the enamell'd stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage, And so by many winding nooks he strays, With willing sport, to- the wild ocean.
Página 137 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale!
Página 150 - O thou goddess, Thou divine Nature, how thyself thou blazon'st In these two princely boys! They are as gentle As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head: and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafd, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale.