Kottabos: College Miscellany, المجلد 3،العدد 1W. McGee, 1877 |
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... fair prime in him , Grandly brow'd as a sea - cliff with the curling waves at its base , And its storm - haunted crest a tangle of deep , ripe weeds and grass . And many an Arcadian maiden thought not of a maiden's pride , But look'd on ...
... fair prime in him , Grandly brow'd as a sea - cliff with the curling waves at its base , And its storm - haunted crest a tangle of deep , ripe weeds and grass . And many an Arcadian maiden thought not of a maiden's pride , But look'd on ...
الصفحة 3
... fair eyes fix'd ; The cheeks , flower - fresh , flush'd flower - like , -rich lily , rich rose commix'd ; The slender feet flying swiftly , the slight shapes rushing like reeds , When the Thracian breezes of winter descend on the marshy ...
... fair eyes fix'd ; The cheeks , flower - fresh , flush'd flower - like , -rich lily , rich rose commix'd ; The slender feet flying swiftly , the slight shapes rushing like reeds , When the Thracian breezes of winter descend on the marshy ...
الصفحة 4
... Fair sister of sunbright Apollo , they twain being born at a birth , Gold - hair'd children of Jove supreme , and lovers and lighteners of earth ; Phoebe , maiden majestical , sovereign lady most high ; Moon , more lovely , more chaste ...
... Fair sister of sunbright Apollo , they twain being born at a birth , Gold - hair'd children of Jove supreme , and lovers and lighteners of earth ; Phoebe , maiden majestical , sovereign lady most high ; Moon , more lovely , more chaste ...
الصفحة 6
... fair girl smiling , lightly borne as with wings , Yet , indeed , like a panther stretching , and swift as a pard that springs . She flies like a cloud of summer , all nakedly bright from the wood , And with round lovely arms high ...
... fair girl smiling , lightly borne as with wings , Yet , indeed , like a panther stretching , and swift as a pard that springs . She flies like a cloud of summer , all nakedly bright from the wood , And with round lovely arms high ...
الصفحة 16
... fair bosom deck , And Love's hot lips - close press'd - cling fast to mine Because rose - garlands crown , the cups of wine , And all Love's ministers are at my beck . Think you I mourn - repent - or aught I reck How tongues wag ? Think ...
... fair bosom deck , And Love's hot lips - close press'd - cling fast to mine Because rose - garlands crown , the cups of wine , And all Love's ministers are at my beck . Think you I mourn - repent - or aught I reck How tongues wag ? Think ...
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الصفحة 232 - AND after these things I saw four angels standing on the four corners of the earth, holding the four winds of the earth, that the wind should not blow on the earth, nor on the sea, nor on any tree.
الصفحة 282 - Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air : And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve ; And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
الصفحة 230 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way With blossom'd furze, unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school : A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
الصفحة 224 - Howe'er it be, it seems to me, 'Tis only noble to be good. Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
الصفحة 106 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ;' Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
الصفحة 12 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes...
الصفحة 230 - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault...
الصفحة 184 - Under the opening eye-lids of the Morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn...
الصفحة 316 - Such the bard's prophetic words, Pregnant with celestial fire, Bending as he swept the chords Of his sweet but awful lyre. She, with all a monarch's pride, Felt them in her bosom glow : Rush'd to battle, fought, and died ; Dying, hurl'd them at the foe.
الصفحة 251 - But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of?