Essai sur les principes de la métrique anglaise, Volume 2

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H. Welter, 1909
 

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Page 178 - ALL the night sleep came not upon my eyelids, Shed not dew, nor shook nor unclosed a feather, Yet with lips shut close and with eyes of iron Stood and beheld me. Then to me so lying awake a vision Came without sleep over the seas and touched me, Softly touched mine eyelids and lips ; and I too, Full of the vision, Saw the white implacable Aphrodite, Saw the hair unbound and the feet...
Page 178 - Tower, as the deep-domed empyrean Rings to the roar of an angel onset — Me rather all that bowery loneliness, / The brooks of Eden mazily murmuring, And bloom profuse and cedar arches Charm, as a wanderer out in ocean...
Page 168 - FEAR death? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Page 167 - No stir in the air, no stir in the sea, The ship was as still as she could be ; Her sails from heaven received no motion, Her keel was steady in the ocean. Without either sign or sound of their shock The waves flowed over the Inchcape Rock ; So little they rose, so little they fell, They did not move the Inchcape Bell. The...
Page 177 - Cold was the night wind ; drifting fast the snows fell; Wide were the downs, and shelterless and naked ; When a poor wand'rer struggled on her journey, Weary and way-sore.
Page 145 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be; But thou thereon didst only breathe And sent'st it back to me; Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself but thee!
Page 86 - D'autres seront alors vivants, joyeux, contents, Des hommes marcheront auprès des jeunes filles, Ils verront des labours, des moissons, des faucilles, La couleur délicate et changeante des mois. Moi je ne verrai plus, je serai morte, moi, Je ne saurai plus rien de la douceur de vivre... Mais ceux-là qui liront les pages de mon livre, Sachant ce que mon âme et mes yeux ont été, Vers mon ombre riante et pleine de clarté Viendront, le coeur blessé de langueur et d'envie, Car ma cendre sera plus...
Page 167 - Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall: Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the King's horses and all the King's men Couldn't put Humpty Dumpty in his place again.
Page 178 - Athene Rose, like a pillar of tall white cloud, toward silver Olympus ; Far above ocean and shore, and the peaks of the isles and the mainland ; Where no frost nor storm is, in clear blue windless abysses, High in the home of the summer, the seats of the happy Immortals, Shrouded in keen deep blaze, unapproachable; there ever youthful...
Page 156 - per quem trades in to baisol? 96 melz ti fura non fusses naz que me tradas per cobetad'. Armad estèrent evirum, de totas part presdrent Jesum: nos defended ne nos usted, a la mort vai cum uns anel. 40 Sanct Pedre sols veinjar lo vol, estrais lo fer que al laz og, si consegued u serv fellon, la destre aurelia li excos.

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