The Modern Language Review, Volum 22John George Robertson, Charles Jasper Sisson Modern Humanities Research Association, 1927 The Modern Language Review (MLR) is an interdisciplinary journal encompassing the following fields: English (including United States and the Commonwealth), French (including Francophone Africa and Canada), Germanic (including Dutch and Scandinavian), Hispanic (including Latin-American, Portuguese, and Catalan), Italian, Slavonic and East European Studies, and General Studies (including linguistics, comparative literature, and critical theory). |
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Pàgina 151 - Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, & what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
Pàgina 153 - I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen: A chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this chapel were shut, And "Thou shalt not...
Pàgina 152 - What the hammer? What the chain? In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? What dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp? When the stars threw down their spears, And water'd heaven with their tears, Did He smile His work to see? Did He who made the lamb make thee...
Pàgina 81 - O fools (said I) thus to prefer dark night Before true light, To live in grots, and caves, and hate the day Because it shows the way, The way which from this dead and dark abode Leads up to GOD, A way where you might tread the sun, and be More bright than he. But as I did their madness so discuss, One whisper'd thus, This ring the Bridegroom did for none provide But for His Bride.
Pàgina 150 - Piping down the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me: "Pipe a song about a Lamb!' So I piped with merry cheer. 'Piper, pipe that song again;
Pàgina 149 - WHETHER on Ida's shady brow, Or in the chambers of the East, The chambers of the Sun, that now From ancient melody have ceas'd ; Whether in Heav'n ye wander fair, Or the green corners of the earth, Or the blue regions of the air Where the melodious winds have birth...
Pàgina 83 - ceaseless action all that is subsists. Constant rotation of the unwearied wheel, That Nature rides upon, maintains her health, Her beauty, her fertility. She dreads An instant's pause, and lives but while she moves.
Pàgina 81 - I saw eternity the other night Like a great ring of pure and endless light, All calm as it was bright; And round beneath it, time in hours, days, years, Driv'n by the spheres, Like a vast shadow moved, in which the world And all her train were hurled...
Pàgina 56 - And what if all of animated nature Be but organic harps diversely framed, That tremble into thought, as o'er them sweeps Plastic and vast, one intellectual breeze, At once the Soul of each, and God of all?
Pàgina 191 - OFT, when my spirit doth spred her bolder winges, In mind to mount up to the purest sky ; It down is weighd with thought of earthly things, And clogd with burden of mortality ; Where, when that soverayne beauty it doth spy, Resembling heavens glory in her light.