 Oh, our yEschylus, the thunderous, 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...  College Greek Course in English - 第 205 頁William Cleaver Wilkinson 著 - 1884 - 302 頁完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1844 - 290 頁
...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...kingly power than grace. Our Euripides, the human— rWith his droppings of warm tears ; Our Theocritus, our Bion, And our Pindar's shining goals ! —... | |
 | 1845 - 670 頁
...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...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 頁
...he drove the bolted breath Through the cloud, to wedge it ponderous In the gnarh'd oak beneath. Oh, pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming of a 1m touches of things common, 'Till they rose to touch the spheres ! Our Theocritus, our Bion, And our... | |
 | 1845 - 688 頁
...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 kiugly power than grace. Our Euripides, the human — With his droppings of warm tears ; And bis touches... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1850 - 596 頁
...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...whole world loyal, Less by kingly power than grace. XII. Our Euripides, the human — • With his droppings of warm tears ; Our Theocritus, our Bion,... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1853 - 314 頁
...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...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 頁
...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 頁
...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...whole world loyal, Less by kingly power than grace. IX. Our Euripides, the human — With his droppings of warm tears ; Aud his touches of things common,... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 642 頁
...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...whole world loyal. Less by kingly power than grace. With his droppings of warm tears ; And his touches of things common, Till they rose to touch the spheres... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1862 - 480 頁
...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...whole world loyal, Less by kingly power than grace. XII. Our Euripides, the human, With his droppings of warm tears, And his touches of things common Till... | |
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