Werner's Magazine: A Magazine of Expression, Volume 20Werner's Magazine Company, 1898 |
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... Browning , Mary S. Thompson , Laura Aldrich , Henry Ludlam , Miss Harding , Mrs. Melville , and Mary A. Blood .... PAGE 667 185 Curtain , The ..... Doctor Marigold . Charles Dickens ....... Eulogy on Washington . Robert Treat Paine , Jr ...
... Browning , Mary S. Thompson , Laura Aldrich , Henry Ludlam , Miss Harding , Mrs. Melville , and Mary A. Blood .... PAGE 667 185 Curtain , The ..... Doctor Marigold . Charles Dickens ....... Eulogy on Washington . Robert Treat Paine , Jr ...
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... Browning .. 354 Lowell , James Russell .. 616 Naylor , Samuel W .... 232 Nelson , Miss E. Jean . 233 Lady of Shalott , The . Alfred Tennyson ....... My Last Duchess . Robert Browning . Sunrise . Sidney Lanier ...... 3 263 476 WERNER'S ...
... Browning .. 354 Lowell , James Russell .. 616 Naylor , Samuel W .... 232 Nelson , Miss E. Jean . 233 Lady of Shalott , The . Alfred Tennyson ....... My Last Duchess . Robert Browning . Sunrise . Sidney Lanier ...... 3 263 476 WERNER'S ...
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... Browning says . this lady becomes , not a strange eerie being , unnatural , ghostly , but a living reality , a soulful form ; and each time the refrains of the lyric re- peat themselves , Camelot holds a broader life - meaning , and the ...
... Browning says . this lady becomes , not a strange eerie being , unnatural , ghostly , but a living reality , a soulful form ; and each time the refrains of the lyric re- peat themselves , Camelot holds a broader life - meaning , and the ...
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... Browning ; nor does he ever fall into the monotonous jingle of the pseudo - Pope school . Take the Song of the Brook as a fine but not solitary instance . Like Homer and the Old Testament writers , he has a great love of repetition ...
... Browning ; nor does he ever fall into the monotonous jingle of the pseudo - Pope school . Take the Song of the Brook as a fine but not solitary instance . Like Homer and the Old Testament writers , he has a great love of repetition ...
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... Browning , in moral ele- vation by Wordsworth ; but as a maker of songs he stands , in our days at least , alone . " - From " Seers and Singers : A Study of Five Poets , " by Arthur D. Innes . 66 So far as Tennyson has dealt with the ...
... Browning , in moral ele- vation by Wordsworth ; but as a maker of songs he stands , in our days at least , alone . " - From " Seers and Singers : A Study of Five Poets , " by Arthur D. Innes . 66 So far as Tennyson has dealt with the ...
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Page 12 - Tirra lirra," by the river Sang Sir Lancelot. She left the web, she left the loom, She made three paces thro' the room, She saw the water-lily bloom, She saw the helmet and the plume, She look'd down to Camelot.
Page 11 - Skimming down to Camelot : But who hath seen her wave her hand? Or at the casement seen her stand? Or is she known in all the land, The Lady of Shalott? Only reapers, reaping early In among the bearded barley, Hear a song that echoes cheerly From the river winding clearly, Down to tower'd Camelot : And by the moon the reaper weary, Piling sheaves in uplands airy, Listening, whispers '"Tis the fairy Lady of Shalott.
Page 263 - Her wits to yours, forsooth, and made excuse, — E'en then would be some stooping; and I choose Never to stoop. Oh sir, she smiled, no doubt, Whene'er I passed her; but who passed without Much the same smile? This grew; I gave commands; Then all smiles stopped together. There she stands As if alive.
Page 116 - Herself shall bring us, hand in hand, To Him round whom all souls Kneel, the clear-ranged unnumbered heads Bowed with their aureoles; And angels meeting us shall sing To their citherns and citoles.
Page 115 - The blessed damozel leaned out From the gold bar of Heaven; Her eyes were deeper than the depth Of waters stilled at even; She had three lilies in her hand, And the stars in her hair were seven.
Page 74 - Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung : as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing, die.
Page 205 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee: — I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not , fatal vision , sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Page 12 - For often thro' the silent nights A funeral, with plumes and lights, And music, went to Camelot ; Or when the moon was overhead, Came two young lovers lately wed ; " I am half sick of shadows,
Page 4 - Camelot ; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Thro' the wave that runs for ever By the island in the river Flowing down to Camelot.
Page 53 - Do you not come your tardy son to chide, . That, laps'd in time and passion, lets go by The important acting of your dread command ? O, say ! Ghost. Do not forget : This visitation Is but to whet thy almost blunted purpose.