The Story of Rimini: A PoemT. Davison, 1816 - 111 páginas |
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
Términos y frases comunes
appears bends breath bride bright bright-eyed brother CANTO charm Chaucer citron colour cried crimson crowd dancing delight door dropt ENGLISH OXFORD LIBRARY eyes face fancy feel felt flowers fond Francesca frank gathering gentle glade gleaming golden grace green Guido half hand hear heart heave horse hour hush Italian King Ban kiss knew knights ladies Lake Launcelot leafy leaves LEIGH HUNT light lightsome look lordly lovely lovers lute Malatesta morning mute noble nymphs o'er once Orlando pain pale pass passion Paulo poetry poets pride Prince Giovanni princess Ravenna ride rill round scarce scorn seemed shade shew shout sigh sight silence sleep smile sorrow sparkling spirit spoke spot squires steed STORY OF RIMINI struck sudden sweet sword Tassoni taste tears things thou wert thought told took touched trees trembling Tristan trumpets turned twas twixt versification voice Whitefriars wind wonder
Pasajes populares
Página 68 - Clearly was felt, or down the leaves laughed through ; And here and there, in every part, were seats, Some in the open walks, some in retreats, — With bowering leaves o'erhead, to which the eye...
Página 3 - A morn, the loveliest which the year has seen, Last of the spring, yet fresh with all its green ; For a warm eve, and gentle rains at night, Have left a sparkling welcome for the light...
Página 4 - ... fresh with all its green ; For a warm eve, and gentle rains at night, Have left a sparkling welcome for the light, And there's a crystal clearness all about; The leaves are sharp, the distant hills look out ; A balmy briskness comes upon the breeze ; The smoke goes dancing from the cottage trees ; B 2 And when you listen, you may hear a coil Of bubbling springs about the grassy soil; And all the scene, in short — sky, earth, and sea, Breathes like a bright-eyed face, that laughs out openly.
Página 47 - twas in knightly fame, And all accomplishments that art may know, — Hunting, and princely hawking, and the bow, The rush together in the bright-eyed list, Fore-thoughted chess, the riddle rarely...
Página 73 - ... heavy outlines in the sun,— The Princess came to her accustomed bower To get her, if she could, a soothing hour; Trying, as she was used, to leave her cares Without, and slumberously enjoy the airs, And the low-talking leaves, and that cool light The vines let in, and all that hushing sight Of closing wood seen through the opening door, And distant plash of waters tumbling o'er, And smell of citron blooms, and fifty luxuries more.
Página 69 - Of sloping shrubs, that mounted by degrees, The birch and poplar mixed with heavier trees ; From under which, sent through a marble spout, Betwixt the dark wet green, a rill gushed out, Whose low sweet talking seemed as if it said Something eternal to that happy shade...
Página 76 - said he : — it made her start, — That smiling voice ; — she coloured, pressed her heart A moment, as for breath, and then with free And usual tone said,
Página 4 - Tis nature, full of spirits, waked and springing ; The birds to the delicious time are singing, Darting with freaks and snatches up and down, Where the light woods go seaward from the town ; While happy faces, striking through the green Of leafy roads, at every turn are seen ; And the far ships, lifting their sails of white Like joyful hands, come up with scattery light, Come gleaming up, true to the wished-for day, And chase the whistling brine, and swirl into the bay.
Página 48 - Claimed tow'rds himself the exercise of great. He kept no reckoning with his sweets and sours ;— He'd hold a sullen countenance for hours, And then, if pleased to cheer himself a space, Look for the immediate rapture in your face, 47 And wonder that a cloud could still be there, How small soever, when his own was fair.