Anglia: Zeitschrift für englische Philologie. Beiblatt. Mitteilungen über englische Sprache und Literatur und über englischen Unterricht, Tập 31-32M. Niemeyer., 1920 |
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Trang 84 - I think I may say, that of all the men we meet with, nine parts of ten are what they are, good or evil, useful or not, by their education.
Trang 49 - And he felt in his heart their strangeness, Their stillness answering his cry, While his horse moved, cropping the dark turf, 'Neath the starred and leafy sky; For he suddenly smote on the door, even Louder, and lifted his head: "Tell them I came, and no one answered, That I kept my word,
Trang 55 - It were good, therefore, that men in their innovations would follow the example of time itself, which indeed innovateth greatly, but quietly, and by degrees scarce to be perceived...
Trang 145 - Traité du Sublime ou du Merveilleux dans le Discours, traduit du grec de Longin.
Trang 152 - O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd ; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot to play ; I fainted, sunk, and died away.
Trang 152 - Blest as the immortal gods is he, The youth who fondly sits by thee, And hears and sees thee all the while Softly speak and sweetly smile.
Trang 120 - ON Jura's heath how sweetly swell The murmurs of the mountain bee, How softly mourns the writhed shell Of Jura's shore, its parent sea ! But softer, floating o'er the deep, The mermaid's sweet sea-soothing lay, That charmed the dancing waves to sleep, Before the bark of Colonsay.
Trang 23 - We are condemned to be superficial ! We are excluded from the magic circle. The soil of American perception is a poor little barren, artificial deposit. Yes! we are wedded to imperfection. An American, to excel, has just ten times as much to learn as a European. We lack the deeper sense. We have neither taste nor tact nor force.
Trang 152 - Twas this depriv'd my soul of rest, And rais'd such tumults in my breast; For while I gaz'd, in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost: in. ' My bosom glow'd: the subtle flame Ran quick thro' all my vital frame; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung; My ears with hollow murmurs rung.
Trang 52 - Through other lovers, other lips," said I, "Heart of my heart, our heaven is now, is won!" "We are earth's best, that learnt her lesson here. Life is our cry. We have kept the faith!" we said; "We shall go down with unreluctant tread Rose-crowned into the darkness!