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The Masterpieces and the History of Literature, Analysis, Criticism ..., Volum 3
Visualitzaciˇ completa - 1903
The Masterpieces and the History of Literature: Analysis, Criticism ..., Volum 3
Visualitzaciˇ completa - 1906
The Masterpieces and the History of Literature: Analysis ..., Volum 10
Visualitzaciˇ completa - 1903
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PÓgina 179 - A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread — and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness — Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!
PÓgina 189 - Yet Ah, that Spring should vanish with the Rose! That Youth's sweet-scented manuscript should close! The Nightingale that in the branches sang, Ah whence, and whither flown again, who knows!
PÓgina 182 - There was the Door to which I found no Key; There was the Veil through which I might not see: Some little talk awhile of Me and Thee There was — and then no more of Thee and Me.
PÓgina 182 - Then of the THEE IN ME who works behind The Veil, I lifted up my hands to find A lamp amid the Darkness; and I heard, As from Without— "THE ME WITHIN THEE BLIND!
PÓgina 181 - And we, that now make merry in the Room They left, and Summer dresses in new bloom, Ourselves must we beneath the Couch of Earth Descend — ourselves to make a Couch — for whom? XXIV Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before we too into the Dust descend: Dust into Dust, and under Dust, to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and — sans End!
PÓgina 181 - Myself when young did eagerly frequent Doctor and Saint, and heard great argument About it and about: but evermore Came out by the same door where in I went.
PÓgina 186 - The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
PÓgina 186 - And that inverted Bowl they call the Sky, Whereunder crawling cooped we live and die, Lift not your hands to It for help — for It As impotently moves as you or I.
PÓgina 59 - Let us now praise famous men, and our fathers that begat us. The Lord hath wrought great glory by them through his great power from the beginning. Such as did bear rule in their kingdoms, men renowned for their power, giving counsel by their understanding, and declaring prophecies : leaders of the people by their counsels, and by their knowledge of learning meet for the...