 I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race. Iron-jointed, supple-sinew'd, they shall dive, and they shall run, Catch the wild goat by the hair, and hurl their lances in the sun; Whistle back the parrot's call, and leap the rainbows of...  Poems - Page 89by Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845Full view - About this book
 | Werner Sollors - Literary Criticism - 1997 - 593 pages
...and they shall run, Catch the wild goat by the hair, and hurl their lances in the sun; Whistle back the parrot's call, and leap the rainbows of the brooks, Not with blinded eyesight poring over miserable books.24 Bailey disapproved of these lines in Tennyson's poem, and they reminded the educator of the... | |
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 | Matthew Reynolds - History - 2005 - 322 pages
...in the wake of an uncritical reading of 'Anacaona'); only to repress the vision with iron resolve: 'Fool, again the dream, the fancy! but I know my words are wild'. Like Amours de Voyage, the poems which I have been discussing investigate the pressures exerted on... | |
 | Robert William Dimand - Business & Economics - 2004 - 448 pages
...and catch the wild goat by the hair, there came also with full assurance the comfortable reaction — I, to herd with narrow foreheads, vacant of our glorious...with lower pleasures, like a beast with lower pains! What fault have we to find with this? Taking it at its surface value — none. Yet we are not, many... | |
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