Poems of Places Oceana 1 V.; England 4; Scotland 3 V: Iceland, Switzerland, Greece, Russia, Asia, 3 America 5, Band 13 |
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... Samuel Rogers . THE CHILD'S FUNERAL . FAIR is thy site , Sorrento , green thy shore , Black crags behind thee pierce the clear blue skies ; The sea , whose borderers ruled the world of yore , As clear and bluer still before thee lies ...
... Samuel Rogers . THE CHILD'S FUNERAL . FAIR is thy site , Sorrento , green thy shore , Black crags behind thee pierce the clear blue skies ; The sea , whose borderers ruled the world of yore , As clear and bluer still before thee lies ...
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... Samuel Rogers . Spiaggiascura . SPIAGGIASCURA . THERE is a little city in the South , A silent little city by the sea , Where a stilled Alpine torrent finds its mouth , And billowy mountains subside smilingly . It knows nor weeping ...
... Samuel Rogers . Spiaggiascura . SPIAGGIASCURA . THERE is a little city in the South , A silent little city by the sea , Where a stilled Alpine torrent finds its mouth , And billowy mountains subside smilingly . It knows nor weeping ...
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... Samuel Rogers . Vallombrosa . VALLOMBROSA . THICK as autumnal leaves that strow the brooks THICK In Vallombrosa , where the Etrurian shades , High overarched , embower . VALLOMBROSA . John Milton . AND Vallombrosa , we two went to see ...
... Samuel Rogers . Vallombrosa . VALLOMBROSA . THICK as autumnal leaves that strow the brooks THICK In Vallombrosa , where the Etrurian shades , High overarched , embower . VALLOMBROSA . John Milton . AND Vallombrosa , we two went to see ...
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... Samuel Rogers . OVE ST . MARK'S PLACE . VER how many tracts , vast , measureless , Ages on ages roll , and noue appear Save the wild hunter ranging for his prey ; While on this spot of earth , the work of man , How much has been ...
... Samuel Rogers . OVE ST . MARK'S PLACE . VER how many tracts , vast , measureless , Ages on ages roll , and noue appear Save the wild hunter ranging for his prey ; While on this spot of earth , the work of man , How much has been ...
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... Samuel Rogers . LIDO . I RODE one evening with Count Maddalo Upon the bank of land which breaks the flow Of Adria towards Venice : a bare strand Of hillocks , heaped from ever - shifting sand , Matted with thistles and amphibious weeds ...
... Samuel Rogers . LIDO . I RODE one evening with Count Maddalo Upon the bank of land which breaks the flow Of Adria towards Venice : a bare strand Of hillocks , heaped from ever - shifting sand , Matted with thistles and amphibious weeds ...
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Poems of Places Oceana 1 V.; England 4; Scotland 3 V: Iceland ..., Band 19 Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2016 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
beauty beneath billows blood blue bower breast breath bright brow caves Christopher Pearse Cranch Clotho clouds crown dark dead deep domes doth dream earth eternal eyes fair fame flame flood flowers forever gaze glide glory glow gold golden gondolas grace green hand hath hear heart heaven hills immortal isle John Edmund Reade Joseph Addison lake land light Lord Lord Byron marble mighty mist mountains night o'er oars ocean once palace Percy Bysshe Shelley plain Posilipo purple rocks rose round ruined sacred sail Samuel Rogers Sanguinetto scene shade shadow shine shore silent Sirens Sirmio sleep smiles soft song SORRENTO soul spin stars stream sweet tell thee thine thou throne TIBER toil TORCELLO Tortona towers Ulysses Vallombrosa Veii Venice Verona vines voice W. D. Howells wall Walter Savage Landor wandering waters waves wild wind
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 212 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Seite 142 - Shylock, we would have monies', You say so; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me, as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold; monies is your suit. What should I say to you? Should I not say, Hath a dog money? is it possible, A cur can lend three thousand ducats'?
Seite 153 - There is a glorious city in the sea; The sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing; and the salt seaweed Clings to the marble of her palaces.
Seite 84 - The roar of waters ! — from the headlong height Velino cleaves the wave-worn precipice ; The fall of waters ! rapid as the light The flashing mass foams shaking the abyss ; The hell of waters ! where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture ; while the sweat Of their great agony, wrung out from this Their Phlegethon, curls round the rocks of jet gird the gulf around, in pitiless horror set, LXX.
Seite 160 - ON THE EXTINCTION OF THE VENETIAN REPUBLIC. ONCE did she hold the gorgeous East in fee ; And was the safeguard of the West : the worth Of Venice did not fall below her birth, Venice, the eldest Child of Liberty.
Seite 144 - In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone — but Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — but Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget how Venice once was dear, The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy ! IV.
Seite 141 - Signior Antonio, many a time and oft In the Rialto you have rated me About my moneys and my usances : Still have I borne it with a patient shrug ; For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.
Seite 84 - And mounts in spray the skies, and thence again Returns in an unceasing shower, which round, With its unemptied cloud of gentle rain, Is an eternal April to the ground, Making it all one emerald : — how profound The gulf ! and how the giant element From rock to rock leaps with delirious bound, Crushing the cliffs, which, downward worn and rent, With his fierce footsteps, yield in chasms a fearful vent LXXI.
Seite 141 - And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well, then, it now appears you need my help: Go to, then; you come to me, and you say, Shylock, we would have moneys...
Seite 144 - Rising with her tiara of proud towers At airy distance, with majestic motion, A ruler of the waters and their powers : And such she was ; — her daughters had their dowers From spoils of nations, and the exhaustless East Pour'd in her lap all gems in sparkling showers. In purple was she robed, and of her feast Monarchs partook, and deem'd their dignity increased. In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier...