Dante Gabriel Rossetti: A Record and a StudyMacmillan and Company, 1882 - 432 стор. |
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... thought of the letter with the unknown signature when it reached him in Newcastle , where he was then resid- ing , and how thoroughly surprised he was at its poetic contents - apparently the work of an Italian youth , and work ...
... thought of the letter with the unknown signature when it reached him in Newcastle , where he was then resid- ing , and how thoroughly surprised he was at its poetic contents - apparently the work of an Italian youth , and work ...
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... thought to The Blessed Damozel . Portions of this are specially interesting from an autobiographical point of view , the passages in question having a direct bearing upon the artistic views of the author ; but I will not here refer to ...
... thought to The Blessed Damozel . Portions of this are specially interesting from an autobiographical point of view , the passages in question having a direct bearing upon the artistic views of the author ; but I will not here refer to ...
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... thought of some of his finest produc- tions , The Stream's Secret ( the " stream " being the Pen- whapple , running through the Penkill grounds till it joins Girvan Water and flows therewith to the sea ) , Farewell to the Glen , Autumn ...
... thought of some of his finest produc- tions , The Stream's Secret ( the " stream " being the Pen- whapple , running through the Penkill grounds till it joins Girvan Water and flows therewith to the sea ) , Farewell to the Glen , Autumn ...
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... thoughts moved and which made it often difficult for him to resist the temptation of exaggeration in recounting any personal narrative and in praise or denunciation . He offended many by this recklessness , but those who really knew him ...
... thoughts moved and which made it often difficult for him to resist the temptation of exaggeration in recounting any personal narrative and in praise or denunciation . He offended many by this recklessness , but those who really knew him ...
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... thought , in science , and in political development , and amongst all the foremost men of the day — scientists , poets , artists , philosophers , religionists , and politicians . Indeed , to say the breath of change has passed over our ...
... thought , in science , and in political development , and amongst all the foremost men of the day — scientists , poets , artists , philosophers , religionists , and politicians . Indeed , to say the breath of change has passed over our ...
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Сторінка 319 - Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge- — That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture!
Сторінка 346 - I HAVE been here before, But when or how I cannot tell: I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The sighing sound, the lights around the shore.
Сторінка 249 - THE blessed damozel leaned out From the gold bar of Heaven ; Her eyes were deeper than the depth Of waters stilled at even ; She had three lilies in her hand, And the stars in her hair were seven.
Сторінка 275 - She is older than the rocks among which she sits; like the vampire, she has been dead many times, and learned the secrets of the grave; and has been a diver in deep seas, and keeps their fallen day about her; and trafficked for strange webs with Eastern merchants; and, as Leda, was the mother of Helen of Troy, and, as Saint Anne, the mother of Mary...
Сторінка 273 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell ; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy ; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Сторінка 430 - ... called No-more, Too-late, Farewell ; Unto thine ear I hold the dead-sea shell Cast up thy Life's foam-fretted feet between ; Unto thine eyes the glass where that is seen Which had Life's form and Love's, but by my spell Is now a shaken shadow intolerable, Of ultimate things unuttered the frail screen. Mark me, how still I am...
Сторінка 302 - The life-blood of rhythmical translation is this commandment, — that a good poem shall not be turned into a bad one. The only true motive for putting poetry into a fresh language must be to endow a fresh nation, as far as possible, with one more possession of beauty. Poetry not being an exact science, literality of rendering is altogether secondary to this chief law. I say literality, — not fidelity, which is by no means the same thing.
Сторінка 274 - But the third sister, who is also the youngest ! — Hush ! whisper whilst we talk of her\ Her kingdom is not large, or else no flesh should live ; but within that kingdom all power is hers. Her head, turreted like that of Cybele, rises almost beyond the reach of sight. She droops not; and her eyes, rising so high, might be hidden by distance. But, being what they are, they cannot be hidden ; through the treble veil of crape which she wears, the fierce light of a blazing misery, that rests not for...
Сторінка 360 - She may not speak, she sinks in a swoon, Sister Helen, — She lifts her lips and gasps on the moon.
Сторінка 396 - Beyond all depth away The heat lies silent at the brink of day: Now the hand trails upon the viol-string That sobs, and the brown faces cease to sing, Sad with the whole of pleasure.
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