Notes from a Diary, 1886-1888, Količina 2

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Stran 138 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
Stran 176 - The Comforter hath found me here, Upon this lonely road; And many thousands now are sad — Wait the fulfilment of their fear; For he must die who is their stay, Their glory disappear. A Power is passing from the earth To breathless Nature's dark abyss...
Stran 175 - LOUD is the Vale ! the Voice is up With which she speaks when storms are gone, A mighty unison of streams ! Of all her Voices, One ! Loud is the Vale; — this inland Depth In peace is roaring like the Sea; Yon star upon the mountain-top Is listening quietly.
Stran 148 - Earth could not answer; nor the Seas that mourn In flowing Purple, of their Lord forlorn; Nor rolling Heaven, with all his Signs reveal'd And hidden by the sleeve of Night and Morn.
Stran 111 - Greek — the shrine of the genius of the old world, as universal as our race, as individual as ourselves; of infinite flexibility, of indefatigable strength, with the complication and the distinctness of nature herself ; to which nothing was vulgar, from which nothing was excluded ; speaking to the ear like Italian, speaking to the mind like English ; with words like pictures, with words like the gossamer film of the summer...
Stran 175 - SMALL service is true service while it lasts : Of humblest Friends, bright Creature ! scorn not one : The Daisy, by the shadow that it casts, Protects the lingering dew-drop from the Sun.
Stran 40 - So, some tempestuous morn in early June, When the year's primal burst of bloom is o'er, Before the roses and the longest day — When garden-walks and all the grassy floor With blossoms red and white of fallen May And chestnut-flowers are strewn...
Stran 103 - Of her whose gentle will has changed my fate, And made my life a perfumed altar-flame; And over whom thy darkness must have spread...
Stran 173 - Household has a favoured lot, Living with liberty on thee to gaze, To watch while Morn first crowns thee with her rays, Or when along thy breast serenely float Evening's angelic clouds. Yet ne'er a note...
Stran 41 - Moreover the word of the Lord came unto me, saying, Jeremiah, what seest thou ? And I said, I see a rod of an almond tree. Then said the Lord unto me, Thou hast well seen: for I will hasten my word to perform it.

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