Die hauptströmungen der litteratur des neunzehnten jahrhunderts, Volumes 4-5

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H. Barsdorf, 1904
 

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Page 208 - WHEN we two parted . In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted, To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss ; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow — It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame ; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear ? They know...
Page 77 - D'une forme au travail Rebelle, Vers, marbre, onyx, émail. Point de contraintes fausses ! Mais que pour marcher droit Tu chausses, Muse, un cothurne étroit. Fi du rhythme commode, Comme un soulier trop grand, Du mode Que tout pied quitte et prend...
Page 208 - ... all broken, And light is thy fame; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear? They know not I knew thee, Who knew thee too well: — • Long, long shall I rue thee, Too deeply to tell. In secret we met — In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee? — With silence and tears.
Page 8 - Having quitted the Borders to seek new renown, Is coming by long quarto stages to town, And beginning with Rokeby (the job's sure to pay), Means to do all the gentlemen's seats on the way. Now, the scheme is, though none of our hackneys can beat him, To start a...
Page 166 - Ever glorious Grattan ! the best of the good ! So simple in heart, so sublime in the rest! With all which Demosthenes wanted endued, And his rival or victor in all he possess'd.
Page 292 - Tout passe. — L'art robuste Seul a l'éternité, » Le buste Survit à la cité, Et la médaille austère Que trouve un laboureur Sous terre Révèle un empereur. Les dieux eux-mêmes meurent, Mais les vers souverains Demeurent Plus forts que les airains.
Page 98 - She whipped two female prentices to death, And hid them in the coal-hole. For her mind Shaped strictest plans of discipline. Sage schemes ! Such as Lycurgus taught, when at the shrine Of the Orthyan goddess he bade flog The little Spartans ; such as erst chastised Our Milton, when at college.
Page 291 - Je suis jeune; la pourpre en mes veines abonde; Mes cheveux sont de jais et mes regards de feu, Et, sans gravier ni toux, ma poitrine profonde Aspire à pleins poumons l'air du ciel, l'air de Dieu.
Page 202 - The young village maid, when with flowers she dresses Her dark flowing hair for some festival day, Will think of thy fate till, neglecting her tresses, She mournfully turns from the mirror away. Nor shall IRAN...
Page 222 - I STROVE with none, for none was worth my strife; Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art; I warmed both hands before the fire of life; It sinks, and I am ready to depart.

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