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Steiner's poetry works with a whole range of Western and
tradi- tions, and abounds with literary echoes and allusions.
Whether I shall ever get
about again is only known to HIM, the Great Unknown, whoso
I
am.
The broils that from Metellus date,
The secret springs, the dark intrigues,
The freaks of Fortune, and the great
Confederate in disastrous leagues,
And arms with uncleansed slaughter red,
A work of danger and distrust,
You treat, as one on fire should tread,
Scarce hid by
ashen crust.
Who has general supervision over
in the
United States?
Yes, nobody has asked me; but
treats the thing as
settled.
This was the truest warrior
That ever buckled sword;
This the most gifted poet
That ever breathed a word;
And never earth's philosopher
Traced with his golden pen
On the
page, truths half so sage
As he wrote down for men.
"If this purpose please you all, now will I even send a
to the ship.
They feel no force in that calm-cadenced phrase,
The habitual full-dress of his well-bred mind,
That seems to pace the minuet's courtly maze
And tell of ampler leisures, roomier length of days,
His firm-based brain, to self so little kind
That no
blood could blind,
Formed to control men, not amaze,
Looms not like those that borrow height of haze: 280
It was a world of statelier movement then
Than this we fret in, he a denizen
Of that ideal Rome that made a man for men.
ltnisse von
so, wie sie bei anderen
erst durch ein widriges Geschick werden.
Within my breast I felt a wild, sick pain,
The garden reeled a little, I was weak,
And quick he came behind me, caught my arms,
That ached beneath his touch; and then I swayed,
My head fell
and I saw his face.
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When, saving some four days, the term was ended,
for the youthful warrior's stay,
She, full of hope, the messenger attended
From hour to hour, that should arrive, and say,
"Behold Rogero comes"; and oft ascended
A turret, from whose top she might survey
Gay champaign, wood, and, mid the wide expanse,
A portion of the road, that led to France.
Je n'avais donc pas pensé
à la
vivre sans Albertine?
Thus, then, Croesus, man is
the sport of fortune.
At the time
when he had embarked for
(May, 1841), he was not seventeen, but
twenty years of age.
"
And a third seed spoke also, "I see in us nothing that
so
great a future.
"Now I'm
opening out like the largest
that ever was!
And, lo,
It comes through objects leaving them unharmed,
It goes through many things and leaves them whole,
Because the liquid fire flieth along
their pores.
Wherever the former has been paramount, as in
Byzantium, Sicily and Spain, by actual contact, or in the rest of Europe
by the influence of the Crusades, we have had beautiful and imaginative
work in which the visible things of life are
into artistic
conventions, and the things that Life has not are invented and fashioned
for her delight.
And when he sees his neigh- bour
his senses with desire, he takes that into
his heart.
It contains altogether
only a few verses not already found in the Rig Veda Collection, and
it has no interest except as a storehouse of varied readings, which
in the absence of different recensions of the Rig-Veda
are
of value, but only to the specialist.
The Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation ("the
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in the collection
of Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works.
“the
which possess us” : the Greeks is ‘Are not the woes which possess us, coming ever latest day, enough!
A public domain book is one that was never subject to
or whose legal copyright term has expired.
Infants, the
of the Spring!
He said: the proper man: sun-rise over the land, level, grass, sun, shade, flowing out; the mean man adds
to distress.
And after some further prelude, the section ends:
Ici
la chanson ou il y a tant a apprendre.
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Peter, he saith, Simon, Simon, Satan seeks by suggesting a present
domination, to weaken your faith of the future; but I have prayed for
thee, that thy faith shall not fail; Thou therefore (Note this,) being
converted, and
my Kingdome as of another world, confirm
the same faith in thy Brethren: To which S.
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A Poet's Home
Two pretty rills do meet, and meeting make
Within one valley a large silver lake:
About whose banks the fertile
stood
In ages passèd bravely crowned with wood,
Which lending cold-sweet shadows gave it grace
To be accounted Cynthia's bathing-place;
And from her father Neptune's brackish court,
Fair Thetis thither often would resort,
Attended by the fishes of the sea,
Which in those sweeter waters came to plea.
