A Pilgrimage of Pleasure: Essays and StudiesR. G. Badger, 1913 - 181 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 83 - don't name the charge, for if I could afford to lay all my feller creeturs out for nothink, I would gladly do it, sich is the love I bears 'em.
الصفحة 44 - What hand and brain went ever paired ? What heart alike conceived and dared ? What act proved all its thought had been ? What will but felt the fleshly screen ? We ride and I see her bosom heave.
الصفحة 71 - There are pulpits enough for all preachers in prose; the business of verse-writing is hardly to express convictions; and if some poetry, not without merit of its kind, has at times dealt in dogGeorge Meredith's "Modern Love" 78 matic morality, it is all the worse and all the weaker for that. As to subject, it is too much to expect that all schools of poetry are to be for ever subordinate to the one just now so much in request with us, whose scope of sight is bounded by the nursery walls; that all...
الصفحة 72 - I am not of those miserable males Who sniff at vice, and, daring not to snap, Do therefore hope for heaven. I take the hap Of all my deeds. The wind that fills my sails, Propels; but I am helmsman. Am I wrecked, I know the devil has sufficient weight To bear: I lay it not on him, or fate. Besides, he's damned.
الصفحة 38 - Comme une étoffe vacillante, Miroiter la peau ! Sur ta chevelure profonde Aux acres parfums, Mer odorante et vagabonde Aux flots bleus et bruns, Comme un navire qui s'éveille Au vent du matin, Mon âme rêveuse appareille Pour un ciel lointain.
الصفحة 40 - Et ce monde rendait une étrange musique, Comme l'eau courante et le vent, Ou le grain qu'un vanneur d'un mouvement rythmique Agite et tourne dans son van.
الصفحة 45 - Ta Robe, ce sera mon Desir, fremissant, Onduleux, mon Desir qui monte et qui descend, Aux pointes se balance, aux vallons se repose, Et revet d'un baiser tout ton corps blanc et rose.
الصفحة 44 - Un autel souterrain au fond de ma detresse, Et creuser dans le coin le plus noir de mon...
الصفحة 72 - We saw the swallows gathering in the skies," a more perfect piece of writing no man alive has 101 ever turned out; witness these three lines, the grandest perhaps of the book : " And in the largeness of the evening earth, Our spirit grew as we walked side by side ; The hour became her husband, and my bride ; " but in transcription it must lose the colour and effect given it by its place in the series ; the grave and tender beauty, which makes it at once a bridge and a resting-place between the admirable...
الصفحة 127 - Now the king's coin belongs to many men, And only by allowance is call'd his : Just so our feeling stands with circumstance. Whene'er the king doth give a golden mark, The addition is the image of himself. 'Tis so with woman's feeling — mark me well ! 'Tis true we have the power to love...