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Alys Alysoun AMEEN RIHANI American Andalusia ARTHUR SCHNITZLER beauty bird Browning Browning's Calliope century clouds dagger dark despair Doctor Johnson dramatic dream earth eternal evil expression eyes face fancy Faust fear flowers Gerald hand happiness hate hear heard heart heaven hope Hrotswitha Iceland JOSEPHINE PRESTON PEABODY Julius Cæsar kneeling lark laugh Leonhard light Lionardo lips listened live look LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON lyrical MATILDE SERAO Miserere morning nature never night o'er painting Paola passion Pauline plays poem poet Queries for Discussion Remigio Rousmanière Santa Maura scenes seemed shadows Shakespeare shame silent sing Sleep smile soaring song Sordello sorrow soul speak spirit strange sweet tell Terence thee thine thing Thou art thought Translated turned verse VILHJALMUR STEFANSSON Vishnu voice Wa-Wan Press wings words YONE NOGUCHI youth
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Page 83 - For so have I seen a lark rising from his bed of grass, and soaring upwards, singing as he rises, and hopes to get to heaven and climb above the clouds ; but the poor bird was beaten back with the loud sighings of an eastern wind, and his motion made irregular and inconstant, descending more at every breath of the tempest, than it could recover by the libration and...
Page 83 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
Page 104 - This world's no blot for us, Nor blank; it means intensely, and means good: To find its meaning is my meat and drink.
Page 105 - No spirit feels waste, Not a muscle is stopped in its playing nor sinew unbraced. Oh. the wild joys of living ! the leaping from rock up to rock...
Page 86 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Page 113 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Page 83 - ... loud sighings of an eastern wind, and his motion made irregular and inconstant, descending more at every breath of the tempest than it could recover by the liberation and frequent weighing of his wings, till the little creature was forced to sit down and pant, and stay till the storm was over ; and then it made a prosperous flight, and did rise and sing as if it had learned music and motion from an angel, as he passed sometimes through the air, about his ministries here below.
Page 90 - Joyous as morning, Thou art laughing and scorning ; Thou hast a nest for thy love and thy rest, And, though little troubled with sloth, Drunken Lark ! thou would'st be loth To be such a traveller as I. Happy, happy Liver, With a soul as strong as a mountain River Pouring out praise to the Almighty Giver...
Page 86 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher, From the earth thou springest, Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Page 101 - Poor vaunt of life indeed, Were man but formed to feed On joy, to solely seek and find and feast: Such feasting ended, then As sure an end to men; Irks care the crop-full bird?