TranslationsWilliam James Linton, Richard Henry Stoddard C. Scribner's Sons, 1883 |
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Adonis arms bear beauty beneath bird Book born bright bring brothers century close comes dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth English eyes face fair fall fate father fear fire flowers gentle give Gods gold golden gone grave green grief hand hast hath head hear heart heaven hold keep King kiss Lady land leaves light lips live look Lord Master mind mother mountain never night o'er once poems poet raise rest rise Rose round sight sing sleep song soon sorrow soul spirit Spring stand sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought translation unto voice waves weep wife wild wings woman young youth
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الصفحة 43 - Thou dost drink, and dance, and sing, Happier than the happiest king ! All the fields which thou dost see, All the plants belong to thee : All that summer hours produce, Fertile made with early juice. Man for thee does sow and plough, Farmer he, and landlord thou ! Thou dost innocently enjoy, Nor does thy luxury destroy.
الصفحة 301 - Ah Love ? could thou and I with Fate conspire To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire, Would not we shatter it to bits— and then Re-mould it nearer to the Heart's Desire.
الصفحة 301 - Yet Ah, that Spring should vanish with the Rose ! That Youth's sweet-scented manuscript should close! The Nightingale that in the branches sang, Ah whence, and whither flown again, who knows...
الصفحة 45 - The thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks, and gapes for drink again. The plants suck in the earth, and are With constant drinking fresh and fair. The sea itself, which one would think Should have but little need of drink, Drinks twice ten thousand rivers up, So fill'd that they o'erflow the cup. The busy sun (and one would guess...
الصفحة xvii - Milton was the poetical son of Spenser, and Mr. Waller of Fairfax, for we have our lineal descents and clans as well as other families. Spenser more than once insinuates that the soul of Chaucer was transfused into his body, and that he was begotten by him two hundred years after his decease.
الصفحة xvi - How long may it be before this misconception passes away, and it becomes universally acknowledged that the...
الصفحة 258 - The cloud doth gather, the greenwood roar, The damsel paces along the shore ; The billows they tumble with might, with might; And she flings out her voice to the darksome night ; Her bosom is swelling with sorrow ; The world it is empty, the heart will die, There's nothing to wish for beneath the sky : Thou Holy One, call thy child away ! I've lived and loved, and that was to-day — Make ready my grave-clothes to-morrow.* * I found it not in my power...
الصفحة 226 - The airs hiss and howl. It is not the voice of the fountain, Nor the wolf in his midnight prowl. Dost thou not hear ? Strange accents are ringing Aloft, afar, anear ; The witches are singing ! The torrent of a raging wizard song Streams the whole mountain along. CHORUS OF WITCHES. I The stubble is yellow, the corn is green, Now to the Brocken the witches go ; The mighty multitude here may be seen Gathering, wizard and witch, below.
الصفحة 71 - WHEN winds that move not its calm surface sweep The azure sea, I love the land no more; The smiles of the serene and tranquil deep Tempt my unquiet mind. — But when the roar Of ocean's gray abyss resounds, and foam Gathers upon the sea, and vast waves burst...
الصفحة 95 - But through a perfect gentleness, instead. For from the lamp of her meek lowlihead Such an exceeding glory went up hence That it woke wonder in the Eternal Sire, Until a sweet desire Enter'd Him for that lovely excellence, So that He bade her to Himself aspire: Counting this weary and most evil place Unworthy of a thing so full of grace.