The Poems of Algernon Charles Swinburne
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The Poems of Algernon Charles Swinburne

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作者: Algernon Charles Swinburne
出版年: 2009-9
页数: 338
定价: $ 37.28
ISBN: 9781113613264



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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: But thou art worse: from thee with baffled breath Back on my lips my prayer falls like a blow, And beats upon them, dumb. What shall I say ? There is no word I can compel thee with To do me good and slay me. But take heed; I say, be wary; look between thy feet, Lest a snare take them though the ground be good. Hippolytus. Shame may do most where fear is found most weak; That which for shame's sake yet I have not done, Shall it be done for fear's ? Take thine own way; Better the foot slip than the whole soul swerve. The man is choice and exquisite of mouth; Yet in the end a curse shall curdle it. CHORUS. He goes with cloak upgathered to the lip, Holding his eye as with some ill in sight. PH/EDRA. A bitter ill he hath i' the way thereof, And it shall burn the sight out as with fire. CHORUS. Speak no such word whereto mischance is kin. PHJEDRA. Out of my heart and by fate's leave I speak. Chorus. Set not thy heart to follow after fate. PHDRA. O women, O sweet people of this land, 0 goodly city and pleasant ways thereof, And woods with pasturing grass and great wellheads, And hills with light and night between your leaves, And winds with sound and silence in your lips, And earth and water and all immortal things, 1 take you to my witness what I am. There is a god about me like as fire, Sprung whence, who knoweth, or who hath heart to say? A god more strong than whom slain beasts can soothe, Or honey, or any spilth of blood-like wine, Nor shall one please him with a whitened brow Nor wheat nor wool nor aught of plaited leaf. For like my mother am I stung and slain, And round my cheeks have such red malady And on my lips such fire and foam as hers. This is that Ate out of Amathus That breeds ...

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