English Studies, Band 1

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Reinard Willem Zandvoort
Swets & Zeitlinger, 1919
 

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Seite 161 - Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud; Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies, And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine, With repetition of my Romeo's name. Rom. It is my soul that calls upon my name: How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, Like softest music to attending ears!
Seite 91 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds; Save that from yonder ivy-mantled...
Seite 15 - Like the spark nursed in embers, The last look Love remembers. , Like a diamond, which shines On the dark wealth of mines, A spell is treasured but for thee alone, Down, down! We have bound thee, we guide thee ; Down, down! With the bright form beside thee ; Resist not the weakness, Such strength is in meekness That the Eternal, the Immortal, Must unloose through life's portal The snake-like Doom coiled underneath his throne By that alone.
Seite 28 - What is this song or picture, this engaging personality presented in life or in a book, to me? What effect does it really produce on me ? Does it give me pleasure ? and if so, what sort or degree of pleasure ? How is my nature modified by its presence, and under its influence ? T\\f.
Seite 158 - I equally dislike the favour of the public with the love of a woman. They are both a cloying treacle to the wings of Independence. I shall ever consider them (People) as debtors to me for verses, not myself to them for admiration — which I can do without. I have of late been indulging my spleen by composing a preface AT them : after all resolving never to write a preface at all.
Seite 106 - Swift? If you had been his inferior in parts (and that, with a great respect for all persons present, I fear is only very likely), his equal in mere social station, he would have bullied, scorned, and insulted you; if, undeterred by his great reputation, you had met him like a man, he would have quailed before you...
Seite 15 - Which points into the heavens dreaming delight, Murmuring victorious joy in my enchanted sleep ; As a youth lulled in love-dreams faintly sighing, Under the shadow of his beauty lying, Which round his rest a watch of light and warmth doth keep. The Moon As in the soft and sweet eclipse, When soul meets soul on lovers...
Seite 68 - His poetry acts like an incantation. Its merit lies less in its obvious meaning than in its occult power. There would seem, at first sight, to be no more in his words than in other words. But they are words of enchantment.
Seite 68 - Behind him cast ; the broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views At evening from the top of Fesole Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
Seite 16 - Grows like what it looks upon, As a violet's gentle eye Gazes on the azure sky Until its hue grows like what it beholds, As a...

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