The Spirit of Man: An Anthology in English & French from the Philosophers & PoetsLongmans, Green & Company, Limited, 1927 - 336 من الصفحات |
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... tears , vacant and desolate ? Ask why the sunlight not for ever Weaves rainbows o'er yon mountain river , Why aught should fail and fade that once is shown , Why fear and dream and death and birth Cast on the daylight of this earth Such ...
... tears , vacant and desolate ? Ask why the sunlight not for ever Weaves rainbows o'er yon mountain river , Why aught should fail and fade that once is shown , Why fear and dream and death and birth Cast on the daylight of this earth Such ...
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... Tears are my witnesses , and my pale face the evidence . He asked : Is thy witness trustworthy , when thine eyes are wayward ? I said : I swear by thy great Justice , they are pure and free from sin . He asked : What desirest thou of me ...
... Tears are my witnesses , and my pale face the evidence . He asked : Is thy witness trustworthy , when thine eyes are wayward ? I said : I swear by thy great Justice , they are pure and free from sin . He asked : What desirest thou of me ...
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... tears . Why put on the robe of the monk , and live aloof from the world in lonely pride ? Behold my heart danceth in the delight of a hundred arts , and the Creator is well - pleased . 67 A THING of beauty is a joy for ever : Its ...
... tears . Why put on the robe of the monk , and live aloof from the world in lonely pride ? Behold my heart danceth in the delight of a hundred arts , and the Creator is well - pleased . 67 A THING of beauty is a joy for ever : Its ...
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... tears which have no bitterness ; Around the cradles of the birds aloft They spread themselves into the loveliness Of fan - like leaves , and over pallid flowers Hang like moist clouds : —or , where high branches kiss , Make a green ...
... tears which have no bitterness ; Around the cradles of the birds aloft They spread themselves into the loveliness Of fan - like leaves , and over pallid flowers Hang like moist clouds : —or , where high branches kiss , Make a green ...
الصفحة 113
... tears , When the low wind , its playmate's voice , it hears . And in the warm hedge grew lush eglantine , Green cowbind and the moonlight - coloured may , And cherry - blossoms , and white cups , whose wine Was the bright dew , yet ...
... tears , When the low wind , its playmate's voice , it hears . And in the warm hedge grew lush eglantine , Green cowbind and the moonlight - coloured may , And cherry - blossoms , and white cups , whose wine Was the bright dew , yet ...
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AMIEL Anchises ANDRÉ CHÉNIER Art thou beauty beneath bien birds born breath bright c'est cloud dark dead dear death delight Dieu divine dost doth douleur dream earth EMILY BRONTE eternal evil eyes fair faut fear flowers glory grave green grief hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven hope human immortal KEATS Kirconnell LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE Lavengro light live look Lord Lycidas man's MARCUS AURELIUS MILTON mind moon morn mortal nature never night o'er pain PLATO Poems praise Priam qu'il R. L. STEVENSON RUPERT BROOKE shadows SHAKESPEARE SHELLEY silent sing sleep Song Sonnet sorrow soul spirit spring stanza sweet tears temps thee thine things thou art thou hast thou wilt thought thro thyself tout True Thomas truth unto virtue voice W. B. YEATS wandering waves weary wild wind wings wisdom words youth
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الصفحة 131 - What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest; Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his...
الصفحة 113 - In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round: And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
الصفحة 133 - Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast: Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised...