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... and lost , Why then we rack ' the value . Shaks . : Much Ado . Act iv . Sc . 1 .
Though lost to sight , to memory dear Thou ever wilt remain . George Linley :
Song . Though Lost to Sight . ABSENCE - ABSTINENCE . 8 Condemn ' d whole
years.
... and lost , Why then we rack ' the value . Shaks . : Much Ado . Act iv . Sc . 1 .
Though lost to sight , to memory dear Thou ever wilt remain . George Linley :
Song . Though Lost to Sight . ABSENCE - ABSTINENCE . 8 Condemn ' d whole
years.
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Of all the horrid , hideous notes of woe , Sadder than owl - songs or the midnight
blast , Is that portentous phrase , “ I told you so , " Utter ' d by friends , those
prophets of the past , Who , ' stead of saying what you now should do , Own they
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Of all the horrid , hideous notes of woe , Sadder than owl - songs or the midnight
blast , Is that portentous phrase , “ I told you so , " Utter ' d by friends , those
prophets of the past , Who , ' stead of saying what you now should do , Own they
...
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A needless Alexandrine ends the song , That , like a wounded snake , drags its
slow length along , 105 Pope : E . on Criticism . Part ii . Line 150 AMAZEMENT - -
- see Astonishment , Surprise . In arguing , too , the parson own ' d his skill , For e
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A needless Alexandrine ends the song , That , like a wounded snake , drags its
slow length along , 105 Pope : E . on Criticism . Part ii . Line 150 AMAZEMENT - -
- see Astonishment , Surprise . In arguing , too , the parson own ' d his skill , For e
...
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... The cold Rain falls on the graves of the Good The cold Mist comes up from the
Sea . 257 Byron Forceythe JVillson : Autumn Song Autumn wins you best by this
its mute Appeal to sympathy for its decay . 258 Robert Browning : Paracelsus .
... The cold Rain falls on the graves of the Good The cold Mist comes up from the
Sea . 257 Byron Forceythe JVillson : Autumn Song Autumn wins you best by this
its mute Appeal to sympathy for its decay . 258 Robert Browning : Paracelsus .
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Lina 6 There ' s a music aloft in the air , As if Cherubs were humming a song ,
Now it ' s high , now it ' s low , here and there , There ' s a harmony floating ,
floating along ! While the steeples are loud in their joy , To the tune of the bells
ring - a ...
Lina 6 There ' s a music aloft in the air , As if Cherubs were humming a song ,
Now it ' s high , now it ' s low , here and there , There ' s a harmony floating ,
floating along ! While the steeples are loud in their joy , To the tune of the bells
ring - a ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Act iii bear beauty breath bright Butler Byron Canto clouds comes Cowper dark dead death deep Don Juan doth Dream earth Epis Essay eyes Fables face fair fall fame fear feel flowers fool give gold grace grave grow Hamlet hand happy hath heart heaven Henry honor hope hour Hudibras King leaves light Line live Longfellow look Lost Milton mind morning nature never Night Night Thoughts o'er once pain peace poor Pope rest Richard round Satire Seasons Shaks shine silent sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit Spring stand stars Summer sweet tears thee things thou Thoughts true truth turn VIII virtue wind wise Young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 180 - WHEN Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night. And set the stars of glory there. She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then from his mansion in the sun She called her eagle bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land.
Página 6 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him ; The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost ; And — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Página 339 - MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Página 157 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Página 525 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Página 110 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods...
Página 7 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Página 440 - All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good: And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right.
Página 619 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility : But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Página 252 - IT must be so — Plato, thou reason'st well ! — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Informação bibliográfica
| Título | A Dictionary of Quotations from English and American Poets: Based Upon Bohn's Edition Revised, Corrected, and Enlarged : Twelve Hundred Quotations Added from American Authors |
| Autor | Henry George Bohn |
| Editor | Anna Lydia Ward |
| Editora | Thomas Y. Crowell & Company, 1911 |
| Original de | Universidade do Wisconsin - Madison |
| Digitalizado | 13 Nov 2007 |
| Número de páginas | 761 páginas |
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