English Songs of Italian FreedomGeorge Macaulay Trevelyan Longmans, Green and Company, 1911 - 221 páginas |
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ENGLISH SONGS OF ITALIAN FREED George Macaulay 1876-1962 Trevelyan Pré-visualização indisponível - 2016 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
army Arthur Clough Austrian back the Grand back your Grand battle of Magenta beauty blood breath Byron CANTO Casa Guidi windows CASTRUCCIO CASTRACANI child CLAUDE TO EUSTACE coup d'état crown cursed dark dead death dream dust earth Elizabeth Barrett Browning Emperor Evermore eyes face fair feet fight fire Florence fought France freedom French Garibaldi God's Grand Duke grave hands head heart heaven honour hope Italian Italy King kingdoms are less kiss land leave liberal liberty light lips live Lombard look man's marble Mazzini mother Naples Napoleon Napoleon III nations night noble o'er pass patriot Piazza Piedmont poem poet Pope priest Romagnole Roman Republic Rome shout sleep smile song soul stand stood sweet Swinburne sword take back tears thee thine things thou Tuscan tyrants Ugo Bassi Venice Victor Emmanuel voice Walter Savage Landor word
Passagens conhecidas
Página 17 - Where the car climb'd the Capitol; far and wide Temple and tower went down, nor left a site; Chaos of ruins ! who shall trace the void, O'er the dim fragments cast a lunar light, And say, "here was, or is,
Página 5 - On the level quivering line Of the waters crystalline ; And before that chasm of light, As within a furnace bright, Column, tower, and dome, and spire, Shine like obelisks of fire, Pointing with inconstant motion From the altar of dark ocean To the sapphire-tinted skies ; As the flames of sacrifice From the marble shrines did rise, As to pierce the dome of gold Where Apollo spoke of old.
Página 12 - Apennine In the south dimly islanded ; And the Alps, whose snows are spread High between the clouds and sun ; And of living things each one ; And my spirit which so long Darkened this swift stream of song, Interpenetrated lie By the glory of the sky : Be it love, light, harmony, Odour, or the soul of all Which from heaven like dew doth fall, Or the mind which feeds this verse Peopling the lone universe.
Página 1 - MANY a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of misery, Or the mariner, worn and wan, Never thus could voyage on Day and night, and night and day, Drifting on his dreary way, With the solid darkness black Closing round his vessel's track ; Whilst above the sunless sky, Big with clouds, hangs heavily...
Página 17 - Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now ; The very sepulchres lie tenantless Of their heroic dwellers : dost thou flow, Old Tiber ! through a marble wilderness ? B.ise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress ! LXXX.
Página 16 - God ! that thou wert in thy nakedness Less lovely or more powerful, and couldst claim Thy right, and awe the robbers back, who press To shed thy blood, and drink the tears of thy distress...
Página 27 - Still one great clime, in full and free defiance, Yet rears her crest, unconquer'd and sublime, Above the far Atlantic ! — She has taught Her Esau-brethren that the haughty flag, The floating fence of Albion's feebler crag, May strike to those whose red right hands have bought Rights cheaply eam'd with blood.
Página 183 - Dead ! One of them shot by the sea in the east, And one of them shot in the west by the sea. Both ! both my boys ! If in keeping the feast You want a great song for your Italy free, Let none look at me...
Página 21 - Yet, Freedom ! yet thy banner, torn, but flying, Streams like the thunder-storm against the wind; Thy trumpet voice, though broken now and dying, The loudest still the tempest leaves behind; Thy tree hath lost its blossoms, and the rind, Chopp'd by the axe, looks rough and little worth, But the sap lasts, — and still the seed we find Sown deep, even in the bosom of the North; So shall a better spring less bitter fruit bring forth.
Página 35 - When a man hath no freedom to fight for at home, Let him combat for that of his neighbours ; Let him think of the glories of Greece and of Rome, And get knock'd on the head for his labours.