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Passatges populars
Pàgina 470 - only ceases when we die. This, Longfellow has sung in a wellknown verse which I used to admire very much when I was a boy, though I have somewhat outgrown the admiration now:— '' Art is long and time is fleeting. And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still like muffled drums are beating Funeral marches to the grave.
Pàgina 480 - My gentle Puck, come hither : thou rememberest Since once I sat upon a promontory And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres To hear the sea-maid's music.
Pàgina 214 - sings : There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow. And evening full of the linnet's wings. '• I will arise and go now, for always night and day I hear lake-water lapping with low sound on the shore : While I stand on the roadway or
Pàgina 47 - How small a part of time they share. That are so wondrous sweet and fair ! The rose seems to have given this one image to all ages and peoples. But the rose of Sharon has consecrated all roses, and
Pàgina 330 - roar. So, as I enter here, from day to day, And leave my burden at this minster gate, Kneeling in prayer, and not ashamed to pray, The tumult of the times, disconsolate, To inarticulate murmurs dies away, While the eternal ages watch and wait.. We
Pàgina 480 - he took At a fair vestal throned by the west; And loosed its love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts ; But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quenched
Pàgina 470 - King out, ye crystal spheres, Once bless our human ears, If ye have power to touch our senses so ; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time, And let the bass of heaven
Pàgina 473 - be, For all that pleasing is to living ear Was there consorted in one harmony : Birds, voices, instruments, winds, waters, all agree. The joyous birds, shrouded in cheerful shade, Their notes unto the voice attempered sweet; The angelical, soft, trembling voices made To the instruments divine
Pàgina 609 - dignity, a golden chain, Or heap of corses which his sword hath slain ? Goodness and greatness are not means but ends. Hath he not always treasures, always friends, The great good man ? Three treasures, life and light And calm thoughts equable as infant's breath— And three fast friends surer than day or night; Himself, his Maker, and the Angel Death. VOL. xx. No.
Pàgina 473 - With the bass murmur of the water's fall; The water's fall with difference discreet, Now soft, now loud unto the wind did call; The gentle warbling wind low answered to all." Before I pass from the consideration of rhythm as taught us audibly and visibly by Dame Nature herself, and by her imitator Art, I must not omit to cast a glance at Rhythm's younger sister,