The Life of William Morris, Том 1Longmans, Green & Company, 1899 |
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Æneid afterwards artists beautiful became began blue building Burne-Jones century Chaucer church colour decoration dream dyeing early Earthly Paradise England English epic Faulkner feeling firm flowers friends Fulford garden George Wardle Greek green grey Guenevere hand hill hope Iceland imagination Jason Kelmscott Kelmscott House Kelmscott Press later letter living London look matter meadow medieval mind morning Morris & Company Morris's mountains never night Ogier the Dane once Oneglia Oxford painted poem poet poetry prose Queen Square Red House Red Lion Square remember romance Rossetti round Saga scene seemed side singlestick Sir Edward Burne-Jones story strange Street summer sweet tapestry Tennyson things thought took Topsy turn valley verse Volsunga Saga volume wall Walthamstow Wardle Webb whole WILLIAM MORRIS writes written wrote
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Сторінка 32 - I arrived at Oxford with a stock of erudition that might have puzzled a doctor, and a degree of ignorance of which a schoolboy would have been ashamed.
Сторінка 198 - O Master, if thine heart could love us yet, Spite of things left undone, and wrongly done, Some place in loving hearts then should we get, For thou, sweet-souled, didst never stand alone, But knew'st the joy and woe of many an one — — By lovers dead, who live through thee we pray, Help thou us singers of an empty day!
Сторінка 22 - In Jewry is God known : his Name is great in Israel. At Salem is his tabernacle : and his dwelling in Sion.
Сторінка 226 - I love the earth, and the seasons, and weather, and all things that deal with it, and all that grows out of it — as this has done!".
Сторінка 326 - For this is the Great Story of the North, which should be to all our race what the Tale of Troy was to the Greeks— to all our race first, and afterwards, when the change of the world has made our race nothing more than a name of what has been—a story too—then should it be to those that come after us no less than the Tale of Troy has been to us.
Сторінка 250 - Lo from our loitering ship a new land at last to be seen; Toothed rocks down the side of the firth on the east guard a weary wide lea, And black slope the hillsides above, striped adown with their desolate green: And a peak rises up on the west from the meeting of cloud and of sea, Foursquare from base unto point like the building of Gods that have been, The last of that waste of the mountains all cloud-wreathed and snow-flecked and grey, And bright with the dawn that began just now at the ending...
Сторінка 196 - Would that I Had but some portion of that mastery That from the rose-hung lanes of woody Kent Through these five hundred years such songs have sent To us, who, meshed within this smoky net Of unrejoicing labour, love them yet. And thou, O Master!—Yea, my Master still, Whatever feet have scaled Parnassus' hill, Since like thy measures, clear and sweet and strong, Thames...
Сторінка 99 - Christ keep the Hollow Land All the summer-tide; Still we cannot understand Where the waters glide; Only dimly seeing them Coldly slipping through Many green-lipp'd cavern mouths. Where the hills are blue." "Then," she said, "come now and look for it, love, a hollow city in the Hollow Land.
Сторінка 106 - Rossetti says I ought to paint, he says I shall be able; now as he is a very great man, and speaks with authority and not as the scribes, I must try.
Сторінка 197 - Unforgot— —There, now we both laugh—as the whole world may, At us poor singers of an empty day. Nay, let it pass, and hearken! Hast thou heard That therein I believe I have a friend, Of whom for love I may not be afeard?