The Story of Florence

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J. M. Dent & sons, 1910 - Broj stranica: 435
 

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Stranica 347 - Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind! Be through my lips to unawakened earth The trumpet of a prophecy ! O, Wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
Stranica 289 - Jesus answered him, Wilt thou lay down thy life for my sake? Verily, verily, I say unto thee, The cock shall not crow, till thou hast denied me thrice.
Stranica 347 - The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe, Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind ! Be through my lips to unawakened earth The trumpet of a prophecy ! O, Wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
Stranica 293 - Out of a corner when you least expect, As one by a dark stair into a great light, Music and talking, who but Lippo ! I ! — Mazed, motionless, and moonstruck — I'm the man ! Back I shrink — what is this I see and hear?
Stranica 144 - You loved me quite enough, it seems to-night. This must suffice me here. What would one have?
Stranica 293 - The convent's friends and gives them a long day, And Job, I must have him there past mistake, The man of Uz (and Us without the z, Painters who need his patience).
Stranica 250 - Which made my soul the worshipper and thrall Of earthly art, is vain ; how criminal Is that which all men seek unwillingly. Those amorous thoughts which were so lightly dressed, What are they when the double death is nigh ? The one I know for sure, the other dread.
Stranica 48 - Provvedimenti, che a mezzo novembre Non giunge quel che tu d' ottobre fili. Quante volte del tempo che rimembre, Legge, moneta, offizio, e costume Hai tu mutato,, e rinnovato membre! E se ben ti ricordi, e vedi lume, Vedrai te simigliante a quella inferma, Che non può trovar posa in sulle piume, • Ma con dar volta suo dolore scherma.
Stranica 37 - Tu lascerai ogni cosa diletta Più caramente, e questo è quello strale Che l'arco dell'esilio più saetta. Tu proverai si come sa di sale Lo pane altrui, e com' è duro calle Lo scendere e il salir per l'altrui scale.
Stranica 347 - This poem was conceived and chiefly written in a wood that skirts the Arno, near Florence, and on a day when that tempestuous wind, whose temperature is at once mild and animating, was collecting the vapours which pour down the autumnal rains.

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