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Page 68
... That is power . The man who can speak to a hundred millions of people may be stronger than a king . But he must not speak in the lan- guage of the academy . CHAPTER IV NOTE UPON THE ABUSE AND THE USE OF 68 ON COMPOSITION.
... That is power . The man who can speak to a hundred millions of people may be stronger than a king . But he must not speak in the lan- guage of the academy . CHAPTER IV NOTE UPON THE ABUSE AND THE USE OF 68 ON COMPOSITION.
Page 88
... King's palace of Versailles , during the seventeenth century , the time of Louis XIV . At Port - Royal there was a very peculiar society of monks and nuns , a new religious society composed of ladies and gentlemen , scholars and ...
... King's palace of Versailles , during the seventeenth century , the time of Louis XIV . At Port - Royal there was a very peculiar society of monks and nuns , a new religious society composed of ladies and gentlemen , scholars and ...
Page 103
... King Alfred , show the same faults as those which mark and mar the whole of the larger work . Therefore it would be impossible to consider Mr. Brooke as a trustworthy critic , or indeed as a critic at all . He is a poet , a scholar , a ...
... King Alfred , show the same faults as those which mark and mar the whole of the larger work . Therefore it would be impossible to consider Mr. Brooke as a trustworthy critic , or indeed as a critic at all . He is a poet , a scholar , a ...
Page 131
... King Harald's Trance " is a good illustration of this . Harald - a name common in Scandinavian history — we may suppose to be a Norwegian Viking . The Vikings of old Norway were the most terrible men that ever lived , but they were also ...
... King Harald's Trance " is a good illustration of this . Harald - a name common in Scandinavian history — we may suppose to be a Norwegian Viking . The Vikings of old Norway were the most terrible men that ever lived , but they were also ...
Page 133
... king made a sign to his wife to withdraw to her own room . When the warriors drank too much , it was not a time for women to be present . This is the substance of the first part of the poem . Ob- serve that Harald is never spoken of as ...
... king made a sign to his wife to withdraw to her own room . When the warriors drank too much , it was not a time for women to be present . This is the substance of the first part of the poem . Ob- serve that Harald is never spoken of as ...
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Page 276 - Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Page 271 - Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Page 39 - ... as an Arab Of thy beloved. Cling with life to the maid; But when the surprise, First vague shadow of surmise Flits across her bosom young, Of a joy apart from thee, Free be she, fancy-free; Nor thou detain her vesture's hem, Nor the palest rose she flung From her summer diadem. Though thou loved her as thyself, As a self of purer clay, Though her parting dims the day, Stealing grace from all alive; Heartily know, When half-gods go. The gods arrive.
Page 303 - NATURE. As a fond mother, when the day is o'er, Leads by the hand her little child to bed, Half willing, half reluctant to be led, And leave his broken playthings on the floor, Still gazing at them through the open door, Nor wholly reassured and comforted By promises of others in their stead, Which, though more splendid, may not please him more ; 60 Nature deals with us, and takes away Our playthings one by one, and by the hand Leads us to rest...
Page 205 - How's my boy, my boy? And unless you let me know, I'll swear you are no sailor, Blue jacket or no, Brass buttons or no, sailor, Anchor and crown or no! "Sure his ship was the 'Jolly Briton'"— "Speak low, woman, speak low!" " And why should I speak low, sailor, About my own boy John? If I was loud as I am proud, I'd sing him over the town. Why should I speak low, sailor?
Page 354 - THEY told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead ; They brought me bitter news to hear and bitter tears to shed. I wept, as I remembered, how often you and I Had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky.
Page 272 - The joys of earth and air are thine entire, That with thy feet and wings dost hop and fly; And when thy poppy works, thou dost retire To thy carved acorn-bed to lie. Up with the day, the sun thou welcom'st then, Sport'st in the gilt plaits of his beams; And all these merry days mak'st merry men, Thyself, and melancholy streams.
Page 317 - ... the sleeve Away from the merry bands, To old men playing at cards With a twinkling of ancient hands. The bread and the wine had a doom, For these were the host of the air; He sat and played in a dream Of her long dim hair.
Page 197 - How many times do I love thee, dear? Tell me how many thoughts there be In the atmosphere Of a new-fall'n year, Whose white and sable hours appear The latest flake of Eternity : So many times do I love thee, dear.
Page 277 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And, without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike; Alike reserved to blame, or to commend, A timorous foe, and a suspicious friend...