Poems of Places Oceana 1 V.; England 4; Scotland 3 V: Iceland, Switzerland, Greece, Russia, Asia, 3 America 5, כרך 23 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 29
עמוד 9
... leaves and blossoms seem around to spring , And feathered throngs their loves seem murmuring . The hands of Peris might have wrought those stems Where dew - drops hang their fragile diadems , And strings of pearl and sharp - cut ...
... leaves and blossoms seem around to spring , And feathered throngs their loves seem murmuring . The hands of Peris might have wrought those stems Where dew - drops hang their fragile diadems , And strings of pearl and sharp - cut ...
עמוד 15
... leave of all his friends , And gayly wends His way along the road to Ispahan , Already big and bright with many a plan , What he will do with all the golden pieces ; Even now , in thought , his house , his ground increases : And so the ...
... leave of all his friends , And gayly wends His way along the road to Ispahan , Already big and bright with many a plan , What he will do with all the golden pieces ; Even now , in thought , his house , his ground increases : And so the ...
עמוד 20
... leave far west the ancient city's site , And mount by marble steps the platform's height ; Here frowns a massive gateway , such as Nile Sees on his banks , a strange and solemn pile , And still another lifts its giant head , The ground ...
... leave far west the ancient city's site , And mount by marble steps the platform's height ; Here frowns a massive gateway , such as Nile Sees on his banks , a strange and solemn pile , And still another lifts its giant head , The ground ...
עמוד 35
... leaves are shed , The Frank's pale face in Tocat's field hath mouldered with the dead : Alone and all unfriended , midst his Master's work he fell , With none to bathe his fevered brow , with none his tale to tell . But still those ...
... leaves are shed , The Frank's pale face in Tocat's field hath mouldered with the dead : Alone and all unfriended , midst his Master's work he fell , With none to bathe his fevered brow , with none his tale to tell . But still those ...
עמוד 51
... leave me out ; When me they fly , I am the wings , I am the doubter and the doubt , And I the hymn the Brahmin sings . The strong gods pine for my abode , And pine in vain the sacred Seven ; But thou , meek lover of the good ! Find me ...
... leave me out ; When me they fly , I am the wings , I am the doubter and the doubt , And I the hymn the Brahmin sings . The strong gods pine for my abode , And pine in vain the sacred Seven ; But thou , meek lover of the good ! Find me ...
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
ancient Arvalan Behold beneath bloom bowers Brahmin breath bright Bryan Waller Procter calm Cambus Confucius Dæmon dark death deep dome dread dream earth eyes fair fear fierce float flowers Ganges gaze glory glow Golconda gold golden green groves hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven Henry Wadsworth Longfellow hills India John Greenleaf Whittier Khan king KONAMI land Letitia Elizabeth Landon light lofty look Lord Luis de Camoens maid maiden mighty moon morning mountain murmur Nicholas Michell night noble Khan o'er palm passed prayer proud Richard Henry Stoddard river floweth Robert Southey rock rose round sacred sage shade shine Shiraz shore shout sigh silver sing skies slave smile song soul sound stood stream Susa sway sweet sword thee thine Thomas Moore thou throne tomb towers trees unto wandering waters waves wild wind wings yonder youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 231 - mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river. Five miles meandering with a mazy motion Through wood and dale the sacred river ran, Then reached the caverns measureless to man, And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean : And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far Ancestral voices prophesying war...
עמוד 32 - And glittering temples of their hostile gods ! The princes applaud with a furious joy; And the King seized a flambeau, with zeal to destroy: Thais led the way, To light him to his prey, And , like another Helen , fired another Troy.
עמוד 230 - In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea.
עמוד 231 - Singing of Mount Abora, Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air...
עמוד 74 - TIGER! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire?
עמוד 29 - His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes; And while he Heaven and Earth defied Changed his hand and check'd his pride. He chose a mournful Muse Soft pity to infuse: He sung Darius great and good, By too severe a fate Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen, Fallen from his high estate, And weltering in his blood; Deserted at his utmost need By those his former bounty fed; On the bare earth exposed he lies Alexander's Feast 109 With not a friend to close his eyes.
עמוד 31 - Now strike the golden lyre again, — A louder yet, and yet a louder strain ! Break his bands of sleep asunder, And rouse him, like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark ! hark ! the horrid sound Has raised up his head ; As awaked from the dead, And amazed, he stares around. Revenge ! revenge...
עמוד 75 - What the hammer? what the chain? In what furnace was thy brain?
עמוד 32 - Thais led the way To light him to his prey, And, like another Helen, fired another Troy. vn. Thus, long ago, — Ere heaving bellows learned to blow, While organs yet were mute, — Timotheus, to his breathing flute, And sounding lyre, Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.
עמוד 30 - Revolving in his altered soul The various turns of chance below ; And, now and then, a sigh he stole ; And tears began to flow. The mighty master smiled, to see That love was in the next degree : 'T was but a kindred sound to move, For pity melts the mind to love.