 | 1845 - 670 páginas
...! And the rolling anapaestic Curled, like vapour over shrines! Oh ! our ^Eschylus, the thundrous ! How he drove the bolted breath Through the cloud,...touch the spheres ! Our Theocritus, our Bion, And our Piudar's shining goals ! These were cup-bearers undying Of the wine that' s meant for souls. And my... | |
 | 1845 - 732 páginas
...Less by kingly power than grace. Our Euripides, the human — With his droppings of warm tears; And 1m sp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore —...the raven, " Nevermore." " Be that word our sign of that's meant for souls. And my Plato, the divine one, — If men know the gods aright By their motions... | |
 | Grace Greenwood - 1850 - 678 páginas
...While we sat together there, How the white vests of the chorus Seemed to wave up a live air! * * * * " Our Euripides the human, With his droppings of warm...goals! These were cup-bearers undying, Of the wine that's meant for souls ! " Thus passed the early womanhood of Elinor Vernon ; but she was by no means... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1853 - 314 páginas
...: And the rolling anapgestic Curled, like vapor over shrines ! Oh, our ^Esohylus, the thunderous ΠHow he drove the bolted breath Through the cloud,...Theocritus, our Bion, And our Pindar's shining goals Η These were cup-bearers undying, Of the wine that's meant for souls. And my Plato, the divine... | |
 | Grace Greenwood - 1853 - 430 páginas
...together there, How the white vests of the chorus Seemed to wave up a live air ! * * * * ' Our Euripedes the human, With his droppings of warm tears ; And...shining goals! These were cup-bearers undying, Of the wines that's meant for souls ! ' Thus passed the early womanhood of Elinor Vernon ; but she was by... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1853 - 508 páginas
...by kingly power than grace. IX. Our Euripides, the human — With his droppings of warm tears ; Aud his touches of things common, Till they rose to touch...! — These were cup-bearers undying, Of the wine that's meant for souls. And my Plato, the divine one, — If men know the gods aright liy their motions... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1854 - 324 páginas
...the rolling anapaestic Curled, like vapor over shrines ! Oh, our ^Eschylus, the thunderous ! How be drove the bolted breath Through the cloud, to wedge...! — These were cup-bearers undying, Of the wine that's meant for souls. And my Plato, the divine one, If men know the gods aright By their motions... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1856 - 328 páginas
...deep iambic lines, And the rolling anapaestic Curled like vapour over shrines ! n. Oh, our ./Eschylus, the thunderous ! How he drove the bolted breath Through...! — These were cup-bearers undying, Of the wine that's meant for souls. And my Plato, the divine one, If men know the gods aright By their motions... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - 436 páginas
...deep iambic lines ; And the rolling anapaestic Curled like vapour over shrines ! Oh, our ^Eschylus, the thunderous ! How he drove the bolted breath Through...goals ! — These were cup-bearers undying Of the wine that's meant for souls. And my Plato, the divine one, — If men know the gods aright By their motions,... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1858 - 350 páginas
...And the rolling anapaestic Curl'd, like vapour over shrines I Oh ! our .iEschylus, the thundrous ! How he drove the bolted breath Through the cloud,...goals ! These were cup-bearers undying Of the wine that's meant for souls. And my Plato, the divine one, — If men know the gods aright By their motions... | |
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How he drove the bolted breath Through the cloud, to wedge it ponderous In the gnarled oak beneath ! Oh, our Sophocles, the royal, Who was born to monarch's place And who made the whole world loyal, Less by kingly power than grace ! Our Euripides, the... 
