Englische studien: Organ für englische philologie unter mitberücksichtigung des englischen unterrichts auf höheren schulen ..., Band 57

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Gebr. Henninger, 1923
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Seite 59 - Dant ordine omnes fidem; consolantur aegram animi avertendo noxam ab coacta in auctorem delicti: mentem peccare, non corpus, et unde consilium afuerit culpam abesse. 'Vos...
Seite 200 - What? Those lesser thirds so plaintive, sixths diminished, sigh on sigh, Told them something? Those suspensions, those solutions - 'Must we die?' Those commiserating sevenths - 'Life might last! we can but try!' VIII 'Were you happy?
Seite 201 - Yes, you, like a ghostly cricket, creaking where a house was burned: " Dust and ashes, dead and done with, Venice spent what Venice earned. The soul, doubtless, is immortal — where a soul can be discerned.
Seite 199 - Here you come with your old music, and here's all the good it brings. What, they lived once thus at Venice where the merchants were the kings, Where St.
Seite 201 - Dust and ashes!" So you creak it, and I want the heart to scold. Dear dead women, with such hair, too — what's become of all the gold Used to hang and brush their bosoms ? I feel chilly and grown old.
Seite 241 - Remember how when first we met we stood Stung with immortal recollections. O face immured beside a fairy sea, That leaned down at dead midnight to be kissed ! O beauty folded up in forests old ! » Thou wast the lovely quest of Arthur's knights — Franc. Thy armour glimmered in a gloom of green.
Seite 227 - My lord, my father gave me to you: I Am innocent as yet of this great life; My only care to attend the holy bell, To sing and to embroider curiously: And as through glass I view the windy world.
Seite 238 - Now they two were alone, yet could not speak ; But heard the beating of each other's hearts. He knew himself a traitor but to stay, Yet could not stir : she pale and yet more pale Grew till she could no more, but smiled on him. Then when he saw that wished smile, he came Near to her and still near, and trembled ; then Her lips all trembling kissed.
Seite 201 - Here on earth they bore their fruitage, mirth and folly were the crop: What of soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop?
Seite 217 - Eluding forests, and dispersing hills; O but I gloried and drank and wept and laughed! Give me again great life! To dare, to enjoy, To explore, never to tire, to be alive, And full of blood, and young, to risk, to love! The bright glory of after-battle wine, The flushed recounting faces, the stern hum Of burnished armies, thrill of unknown seas!

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