Viktorianische Dichtung: eine Auswahl aus E.B. Browning, R. Browning, A. Tennyson, M. Arnold, D.G. Rossetti, W. Morris, A. Ch. Swinburne, Chr. RossettiOtto Luitpold Jiriczek |
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... feet , " they say , " are very weak ; Few paces have we taken , yet are weary- Our grave - rest is very far to seek : Ask the aged why they weep , and not the children , For the outside earth is cold , And we young ones stand without ...
... feet , " they say , " are very weak ; Few paces have we taken , yet are weary- Our grave - rest is very far to seek : Ask the aged why they weep , and not the children , For the outside earth is cold , And we young ones stand without ...
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... , sweet and low , Lest I should fear and fall , and miss Thee so Who art not missed by any that entreat . Jiriczek , Englische Dichter . 3 Speak to me as to Mary at Thy feet ! Elizabeth Barrett Browning . 33 Substitution Comfort.
... , sweet and low , Lest I should fear and fall , and miss Thee so Who art not missed by any that entreat . Jiriczek , Englische Dichter . 3 Speak to me as to Mary at Thy feet ! Elizabeth Barrett Browning . 33 Substitution Comfort.
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... feet ! And if no precious gums my hands bestow , Let my tears drop like amber while I go In reach of Thy divinest voice complete In humanest affection - thus , in sooth , To lose the sense of losing . As a child , Whose song - bird ...
... feet ! And if no precious gums my hands bestow , Let my tears drop like amber while I go In reach of Thy divinest voice complete In humanest affection - thus , in sooth , To lose the sense of losing . As a child , Whose song - bird ...
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... feet , In gradual growth His full - leaved will Expands from world to world . And , in the tumult and excess Of act and passion under sun , We sometimes hear - oh , soft and far , As silver star did touch with star , The kiss of Peace ...
... feet , In gradual growth His full - leaved will Expands from world to world . And , in the tumult and excess Of act and passion under sun , We sometimes hear - oh , soft and far , As silver star did touch with star , The kiss of Peace ...
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... feet . Behold and see What a great heap of grief lay hid in me , And how the red wild sparkles dimly burn Through the ashen greyness . If thy foot in scorn Could tread them out to darkness utterly , It might be well perhaps . But if ...
... feet . Behold and see What a great heap of grief lay hid in me , And how the red wild sparkles dimly burn Through the ashen greyness . If thy foot in scorn Could tread them out to darkness utterly , It might be well perhaps . But if ...
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A. C. Benson Arnold Arthur breast breath Browning Camelot Christina Rossetti D. G. Rossetti Dante Gabriel Rossetti dark dead death deep deren dichterischer Dichtung dream dust earth Edition Englische Dichter englischen erst ersten Excalibur eyes face flowers Gedichte Geiste gone großen Guenevere hand hath hear heard heart Hell and Heaven hervor hour Idylls Isle Jahre Jiriczek King King Arthur kiss Kunst Lady of Shalott Leben lich light lips literarische Little brother live look Lord Lyrik Mary Mother moon Morris never night o'er once pass Poems Poesie Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood rest rose Rossetti round seine seinen shadow shalt silence sing Sir Bedivere Sister Helen sleep smile song SONNET soul spake spirit stars Stimmung sweet Swinburne tears Tennyson thee thine things thou art thro u. d. Tit voice Volsung weary weep Werke wind wurde
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Page 158 - Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life...
Page 188 - But now the whole Round Table is dissolved Which was an image of the mighty world; And I, the last, go forth companionless, And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
Page 235 - YES! in the sea of life enisled, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone.
Page 111 - Spite of this flesh to-day I strove, made head, gained ground upon the whole!" As the bird wings and sings, Let us cry "All good things Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul!
Page 80 - Oh, our manhood's prime vigour ! 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 — The strong rending of boughs from the fir-tree, — the cool silver shock Of the plunge in a pool's living water, — the hunt of the bear, And the sultriness showing the lion is couched in his lair.
Page 167 - The slender acacia would not shake One long milk-bloom on the tree ; The white lake-blossom fell into the lake, As the pimpernel dozed on the lea ; But the rose was awake all night for your sake, Knowing your promise to me : - The lilies and roses were all awake, They sigh'd for the dawn and thee.
Page 115 - FEAR death? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Page 43 - How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I lave thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
Page 146 - Grows green and broad, and takes no care, Sun-steep'd at noon, and in the moon Nightly dew-fed; and turning yellow Falls, and floats adown the air. Lo ! sweeten'd with the summer light, The full-juiced apple, waxing over-mellow, Drops in a silent autumn night. All its allotted length of days, The flower ripens in its place, Ripens and fades, and falls, and hath no toil, Fast-rooted in the fruitful soil.
Page 143 - he said, and pointed toward the land, ' This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon.' In the afternoon they came unto a land In which it seemed always afternoon.