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... care , Godlike , o'er the clear billows of sweet sound ; And human hands first mimick'd and then mocked , With moulded limbs more lovely than its own , ΑΣΙΑ . φθογγὴν βροτοῖς ἔδωκεν , ἐκ δὲ φθεγμάτων ἔβλαστε 82 TRANSLATIONS .
... care , Godlike , o'er the clear billows of sweet sound ; And human hands first mimick'd and then mocked , With moulded limbs more lovely than its own , ΑΣΙΑ . φθογγὴν βροτοῖς ἔδωκεν , ἐκ δὲ φθεγμάτων ἔβλαστε 82 TRANSLATIONS .
Page 83
... ξυμφορῶν θεοῦ δίκην βαίνειν ἐφ ' ὑγροῖς κύμασιν τερπνοῦ μέλους . καὶ δὴ τελευτῶν εἶδος ἔσκωψεν βροτῶν ὃ τοῦθ ̓ ὑπερβαίνουσαν ἐκ μιμουμένης The human form , till marble grew divine , And 6-2 FROM SHELLEY'S ' PROMETHEUS UNBOUND . 83.
... ξυμφορῶν θεοῦ δίκην βαίνειν ἐφ ' ὑγροῖς κύμασιν τερπνοῦ μέλους . καὶ δὴ τελευτῶν εἶδος ἔσκωψεν βροτῶν ὃ τοῦθ ̓ ὑπερβαίνουσαν ἐκ μιμουμένης The human form , till marble grew divine , And 6-2 FROM SHELLEY'S ' PROMETHEUS UNBOUND . 83.
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Sir Richard Claverhouse Jebb. The human form , till marble grew divine , And mothers , gazing , drank the love men see Reflected in their race , behold , and perish . He told the hidden power of herbs and springs , And Disease drank and ...
Sir Richard Claverhouse Jebb. The human form , till marble grew divine , And mothers , gazing , drank the love men see Reflected in their race , behold , and perish . He told the hidden power of herbs and springs , And Disease drank and ...
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... the gulf of Time ! I saw the last of human mould , That shall Creation's death behold , As Adam saw her prime ! MORTALIUM SUPERSTES . Fas daedalae telluris imagines , ipsum tenebris 126 TRANSLATIONS . The Last SHAKESPEARE.
... the gulf of Time ! I saw the last of human mould , That shall Creation's death behold , As Adam saw her prime ! MORTALIUM SUPERSTES . Fas daedalae telluris imagines , ipsum tenebris 126 TRANSLATIONS . The Last SHAKESPEARE.
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... human face , Nor ever hear a kindly voice , but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean - fowl , The league - long roller thundering on the reef , The moving whisper of huge trees that branch'd And blossom'd in the zenith , or the ...
... human face , Nor ever hear a kindly voice , but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean - fowl , The league - long roller thundering on the reef , The moving whisper of huge trees that branch'd And blossom'd in the zenith , or the ...
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Page 228 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower...
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Page 200 - The lonely mountains o'er, And the resounding shore, A voice of weeping heard and loud lament ; From haunted spring, and dale Edged with poplar pale, The parting Genius is with sighing sent ; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
Page 12 - All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good, shall exist ; Not its semblance, but itself ; no beauty, nor good, nor power • Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour.
Page 220 - And with new joy and pride The little Actor cons another part; Filling from time to time his "humorous stage...
Page 212 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday; — Thou Child of Joy.
Page 194 - For if such holy song Enwrap our fancy long, Time will run back, and fetch the age of gold, And speckled Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould, And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day.
Page 184 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of light His reign of peace upon the earth began; The winds with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kissed Whispering new joys to the mild ocean — Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave.
Page 190 - Nature, that heard such sound Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat the Airy region thrilling, Now was almost won To think her part was done, And that her reign had here its last fulfilling : She knew such harmony alone Could hold all Heaven and Earth in happier union.
Page 224 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised...