Five Minutes: Daily Readings of PoetryWhittaker, 1883 |
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... wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee . Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green , That host with their banners at sunset were seen ; Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown , That host on the morrow lay wither'd and ...
... wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee . Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green , That host with their banners at sunset were seen ; Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown , That host on the morrow lay wither'd and ...
78 psl.
... waves , vainly breaking , Seem here no painful inch to gain , Far back , through creeks and inlets making Comes silent , flooding in , the main . And not by eastern windows only When daylight comes , comes in the light > In front , the ...
... waves , vainly breaking , Seem here no painful inch to gain , Far back , through creeks and inlets making Comes silent , flooding in , the main . And not by eastern windows only When daylight comes , comes in the light > In front , the ...
79 psl.
... waves were half asleep , The clouds were gone to play , And on the woods , and on the deep , The smile of Heaven lay . It seemed as if the day were one Sent from beyond the skies , Which shed to earth above the sun A light of Paradise ...
... waves were half asleep , The clouds were gone to play , And on the woods , and on the deep , The smile of Heaven lay . It seemed as if the day were one Sent from beyond the skies , Which shed to earth above the sun A light of Paradise ...
82 psl.
... waves among . Then with the sunne take , sir , ye timely rest , And with new day new worke at once begin ; Untroubled night , they say , gives counsell best . SPENSER'S Faerie Queene , Canto I. , part of verses 32 and 33 . March 28 ...
... waves among . Then with the sunne take , sir , ye timely rest , And with new day new worke at once begin ; Untroubled night , they say , gives counsell best . SPENSER'S Faerie Queene , Canto I. , part of verses 32 and 33 . March 28 ...
89 psl.
... , the goats he doth not save . So rang Tertullian's sentence , on the side Of that unpitying Phrygian sect which cried , " Him can no fount of fresh forgiveness lave , Who sins , once wash'd by the baptismal wave . APRIL . 89.
... , the goats he doth not save . So rang Tertullian's sentence , on the side Of that unpitying Phrygian sect which cried , " Him can no fount of fresh forgiveness lave , Who sins , once wash'd by the baptismal wave . APRIL . 89.
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Five minutes daily readings of poetry, selected by H.L.S. Lear Five minutes daily readings Visos knygos peržiūra - 1884 |
Five minutes daily readings of poetry, selected by H.L.S. Lear Five minutes daily readings Visos knygos peržiūra - 1882 |
Pagrindiniai terminai ir frazės
A. H. CLOUGH angels beatific beauty behold beneath bird blessed breast breath bright calm canst CHARLES KINGSLEY child Christ CHRISTINA ROSSETTI Church clouds dark Dctober dead dear death deep divine doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eternal eyes fair fear feel flowers friends GEORGE ELIOT glory God's golden Golden Legend grace grave grief hand happy hath hear heard heart Heaven Hesperides holy hope hour Inchcape Rock J. H. NEWMAN JEAN INGELOW King leaves life's light live look LORD HOUGHTON March month MATTHEW ARNOLD mind morning ne'er never night o'er pain passion peace praise pray prayer rest rose shine sigh silence sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spring stars sweet tears thee thine things Thou art thought thro tree unto voice waves weep WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wind wings words youth
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207 psl. - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost...
103 psl. - Whose powers shed round him in the common strife, Or mild concerns of ordinary life, A constant influence, a peculiar grace ; But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for human kind, Is happy as a lover ; and attired With sudden brightness, like a man inspired...
102 psl. - twould a saint provoke," (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke ;} " No, let a charming chintz and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — And — Betty — give this cheek a little red.
120 psl. - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
27 psl. - When summer's breath their masked buds discloses; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so; Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made.
76 psl. - There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is naught, is silence implying sound; What was good shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.
127 psl. - Everything did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone: She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity. 'Fie, fie, fie...
256 psl. - Is lightened ; that serene and blessed mood In which the affections gently lead us on, Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul, While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
221 psl. - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
260 psl. - Thou art the source and centre of all minds, Their only point of rest, eternal Word ! From thee departing, they are lost and rove At random without honour, hope, or peace. From thee is all that soothes the life of man. His high endeavour, and his glad success, His strength to suffer and his will to serve.