Louise Imogen Guiney: Her Life and Works, 1861-1920Macmillan and Company, 1923 - 348 עמודים |
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עמוד xv
... born of time for me , Who in you touch eternity . If I have found you where you are , I win my mortal fight . ” In her " Knight Errant , " purporting to be a soliloquy of ✓ St. George , we hear her own voice : " Spirits of old that ...
... born of time for me , Who in you touch eternity . If I have found you where you are , I win my mortal fight . ” In her " Knight Errant , " purporting to be a soliloquy of ✓ St. George , we hear her own voice : " Spirits of old that ...
עמוד xx
... born in Ireland ( husband of a Scots wife Judith Macrae ) was far more drawn to Ireland than to any other country , and managed to work ' Patrick ' into the name of every one of his seven sons , except the youngest who was plain ...
... born in Ireland ( husband of a Scots wife Judith Macrae ) was far more drawn to Ireland than to any other country , and managed to work ' Patrick ' into the name of every one of his seven sons , except the youngest who was plain ...
עמוד xxiii
... born of the bursting of a star ? " 1 But with the joy , the vigour , the upliftment of the past , came also the chill breath of " winds of old defeat . " Parliamentary troopers rode round and smote him from behind . The Parliament ...
... born of the bursting of a star ? " 1 But with the joy , the vigour , the upliftment of the past , came also the chill breath of " winds of old defeat . " Parliamentary troopers rode round and smote him from behind . The Parliament ...
עמוד 3
... born in the Boston suburb of Roxbury , on January the 7th , 1861. Lincoln had been elected President in 1860 , and the political crisis , which was to result in four years of Civil War , was working up to its climax ; but the first shot ...
... born in the Boston suburb of Roxbury , on January the 7th , 1861. Lincoln had been elected President in 1860 , and the political crisis , which was to result in four years of Civil War , was working up to its climax ; but the first shot ...
עמוד 17
... born at Parkstown , Tipperary , on January 15th , 1835. He came of curiously mixed blood , and belonged to an adventurous and early - dying family : people always breaking away from their pleasant fields and putting forth to sea or to ...
... born at Parkstown , Tipperary , on January 15th , 1835. He came of curiously mixed blood , and belonged to an adventurous and early - dying family : people always breaking away from their pleasant fields and putting forth to sea or to ...
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עמוד 95 - A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long ; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
עמוד 232 - We don't want to fight, but by jingo if we do, We've got the ships, we've got the men, we've got the money too.
עמוד 158 - And yet as angels, in some brighter dreams, Call to the soul when man doth sleep, So some strange thoughts transcend our wonted themes, And into glory peep.
עמוד 175 - How shone for him, through his griefs and gloom, No star of all heaven sends to light our Path to the tomb. Roll on, my song, and to after ages Tell how, disdaining all earth can give. He would have taught men from wisdom's pages The way to live. And tell how trampled, derided, hated. And worn by weakness, disease and wrong, He fled for shelter to God, who mated His soul with song...
עמוד 157 - Before I understood this place Appointed for my second race, Or taught my soul to fancy ought But a white, celestial thought; When yet I had not walked above A mile or two from my first love, And looking back, at that short space, Could see a glimpse of his bright face; When on some gilded cloud, or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity...
עמוד xv - SPIRITS of old that bore me, And set me, meek of mind, Between great dreams before me, And deeds as great behind, Knowing humanity my star As first abroad I ride, Shall help me wear with every scar Honour at eventide.
עמוד 177 - Over dews, over sands, Will I fly for your weal: Your holy, delicate white hands Shall girdle me with steel. At home, in your emerald bowers, From morning's dawn till e'en, You'll pray for me, my flower of flowers, My Dark Rosaleen!
עמוד 178 - I could kneel all night in prayer, To heal your many ills! And one beamy smile from you Would float like light between My toils and me, my own, my true, My dark Rosaleen! My fond Rosaleen! Would give me life and soul anew, A second life, a soul anew, My dark Rosaleen!
עמוד 176 - I SEE thee ever in my dreams, Karaman ! Thy hundred hills, thy thousand streams, Karaman, O Karaman ! As when thy gold-bright morning gleams, As when the deepening sunset seams With lines of light thy hills and streams, Karaman...
עמוד xvi - Oh, give my youth, my faith, my sword, Choice of the heart's desire : A short life in the saddle, Lord ! Not long life by the fire.