Anglo-Italian Review, Volumi 1-2

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Constable and Company, 1918
 

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Pagina 277 - Black drizzling crags that spake by the way-side As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream, The unfettered clouds and region of the Heavens, Tumult and peace, the darkness and the light— Were all like workings of one mind, the features Of the same face, blossoms upon one tree ; Characters of the great Apocalypse, The types and symbols of Eternity, Of first, and last, and midst, and without end.
Pagina 26 - From women's eyes this doctrine I derive: They sparkle still the right Promethean fire ; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world...
Pagina 278 - Youngest green transfused in silver shining through : Fairer than the lily, than the wild white cherry : Fair as in image my seraph love appears Borne to me by dreams when dawn is at my eyelids : Fair as in the flesh she swims to me on tears.
Pagina 325 - SONO? Son forse un poeta? No, certo. Non scrive che una parola, ben strana, la penna dell'anima mia: « follia ». Son dunque un pittore?
Pagina 125 - I wol yow telle a tale which that I Lerned at Padowe of a worthy clerk, As preved by his wordes and his werk. He is now deed and nayled in his cheste, I prey to God so yeve his soule reste...
Pagina 328 - O degli altri poeti onore e lume, Vagliami il lungo studio e il grande amore, Che m' ha fatto cercar lo tuo volume. Tu se' lo mio maestro e il mio autore: Tu se' solo colui, da cui io tolsi Lo bello stile, che m
Pagina 277 - The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
Pagina 7 - ... guile seduced, no force could violate; And, when she took unto herself a Mate, She must espouse the everlasting Sea. And what if she had seen those glories fade, Those titles vanish, and that strength decay; Yet shall some tribute of regret be paid When her long life hath reached its final day: Men are we, and must grieve when even the Shade Of that which once was great, is passed away.
Pagina 280 - There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. Here are cool mosses deep, And thro...
Pagina 108 - We must look for any future settlement, to a settlement not of courts or cabinets, but of nations and populations. On that alone depends the whole conception of the League of Nations, of which we have heard so much; and unless that can be secured as the foundation for that great idea, I myself despair of its successful establishment.

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