Poems of Places: England and WalesHenry Wadsworth Longfellow J.R. Osgood and Company, 1877 |
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الصفحة i
... of free - masonry . To have visited the same scenes is a bond of sympathy between those who have no other point of contact . A vague interest surrounds the man 3598 596 ง . la RECAP 22418 whom we have met in a foreign land , and.
... of free - masonry . To have visited the same scenes is a bond of sympathy between those who have no other point of contact . A vague interest surrounds the man 3598 596 ง . la RECAP 22418 whom we have met in a foreign land , and.
الصفحة ii
... scenes unlovely in themselves become clothed in beauty when illuminated by the im- agination , as faces in themselves not beautiful become so by the expression of thought and feeling . This collection of Poems of Places has been made ...
... scenes unlovely in themselves become clothed in beauty when illuminated by the im- agination , as faces in themselves not beautiful become so by the expression of thought and feeling . This collection of Poems of Places has been made ...
الصفحة iii
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. of the Poets expressing their delight in the scenes of nature , and , like the song of birds , surrounding the earth with music . For myself , I confess that these poems have an indescribable charm , as ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. of the Poets expressing their delight in the scenes of nature , and , like the song of birds , surrounding the earth with music . For myself , I confess that these poems have an indescribable charm , as ...
الصفحة viii
... scene awaits ! The immense Pacific smiles , Round ten thousand little isles , Haunts of violence and wiles . But the powers of darkness yield , For the Cross is in the field , And the light of life revealed . Rays from rock to rock it ...
... scene awaits ! The immense Pacific smiles , Round ten thousand little isles , Haunts of violence and wiles . But the powers of darkness yield , For the Cross is in the field , And the light of life revealed . Rays from rock to rock it ...
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... hill its side inclines Lovely in England's fadeless green , To meet the quiet stream which winds Through this romantic scene As silently and sweetly still As when , at evening ALNWICK . 23 Lord Houghton Fitz-G Halleck ALNWICK ALNWICK ...
... hill its side inclines Lovely in England's fadeless green , To meet the quiet stream which winds Through this romantic scene As silently and sweetly still As when , at evening ALNWICK . 23 Lord Houghton Fitz-G Halleck ALNWICK ALNWICK ...
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عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
ABBEY Alfred Tennyson ancient Arethusa Avon banks beauty behold bells Benallay beneath bower breath bright Brignall brow Camelot Carlisle wall castle Charlotte Smith clouds crune Cumnor dark dead dear deep delight distant doth dream Dupath earth Edenhall fair on Carlisle flow flowers FURNESS ABBEY gaze George Crabbe Gilpin gleaming glory grave gray green hath hear heard heart heaven Henry Wadsworth Longfellow hills holy hour king Lady of Shalott land light lonely look Lord Luck of Edenhall morn murmuring night o'er once pensive praise pride proud river roar Robert Southey Robert Stephen Hawker rocks rose round rude sail scene shade shore sighs silent sleep song soul sound spirit stone stood storm stream summer sun shines fair sweet thee thine thou thought tide towers trees vale voice wandering waters wave wild William Lisle Bowles William Wordsworth winding woods youth
مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 237 - Windsor's heights th' expanse below Of grove, of lawn, of mead survey, Whose turf, whose shade, whose flowers among Wanders the hoary Thames along His silver-winding way...
الصفحة 229 - And thus unto the youth she said That drove them to the Bell, 'This shall be yours, when you bring back My husband safe and well.' The youth did ride, and soon did meet / John coming back amain, Whom in a trice he tried to stop By catching at his rein ; But not performing what he meant, And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run.
الصفحة 221 - And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair. My sister, and my sister's child, Myself and children three, Will fill the chaise; so you must ride On horseback after we.
الصفحة 9 - His steps are not upon thy paths, - thy fields Are not a spoil for him, - thou dost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling, to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth: - there let him lay.
الصفحة 228 - And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware." So turning to his horse, he said, "I am in haste to dine; 'Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine.
الصفحة 204 - THE sea is calm to-night. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits ; — on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
الصفحة 121 - Did she look to Camelot. And at the closing of the day She loosed the chain, and down she lay; The broad stream bore her far away, The Lady of Shalott. Lying, robed in snowy white That loosely flew to left and right The leaves upon her falling light Thro...
الصفحة 116 - Camelot ; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Thro...
الصفحة 239 - Ambition this shall tempt to rise, Then whirl the wretch from high, To bitter Scorn a sacrifice, And grinning Infamy. The stings of Falsehood those shall try, And hard Unkindness...
الصفحة 239 - Alas, regardless of their doom, The little victims play ! No sense have they of ills to come, Nor care beyond to-day.