Sidney Lanier
The Poems of Sidney Lanier
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Excerpt: ...mir dich nach meinem Tod gegeben, Nannette, Tochter! dich, mein zweites Leben! ____ Baltimore, 1878. To Nannette Falk-Auerbach. Oft as I hear thee, wrapt in heavenly art, The massive message of Beethoven tell With thy ten fingers to the people's heart As if ten tongues told news of heaven and hell, - Gazing on thee, I mark that not alone, Ah, not alone, thou sittest: there, by thee, Beethoven's self, dear living lord of tone, Doth stand and smile upon thy mastery. Full fain and fatherly his great eyes glow: He says, From Heaven, my child, I heard thee call (For, where an artist plays, the sky is low): Yea, since my lonesom…
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Excerpt: ...mir dich nach meinem Tod gegeben, Nannette, Tochter! dich, mein zweites Leben! ____ Baltimore, 1878. To Nannette Falk-Auerbach. Oft as I hear thee, wrapt in heavenly art, The massive message of Beethoven tell With thy ten fingers to the people's heart As if ten tongues told news of heaven and hell, - Gazing on thee, I mark that not alone, Ah, not alone, thou sittest: there, by thee, Beethoven's self, dear living lord of tone, Doth stand and smile upon thy mastery. Full fain and fatherly his great eyes glow: He says, From Heaven, my child, I heard thee call (For, where an artist plays, the sky is low): Yea, since my lonesome life did lack love's all, In death, God gives me thee: thus, quit of pain, Daughter, Nannette! in thee I live again. ____ Baltimore, 1878. To Our Mocking-Bird. Died of a cat, May, 1878. I. Trillets of humor, - shrewdest whistle-wit, - Contralto cadences of grave desire Such as from off the passionate Indian pyre Drift down through sandal-odored flames that split About the slim young widow who doth sit And sing above, - midnights of tone entire, - Tissues of moonlight shot with songs of fire; - Bright drops of tune, from oceans infinite Of melody, sipped off the thin-edged wave And trickling down the beak, - discourses brave Of serious matter that no man may guess, - Good-fellow greetings, cries of light distress - All these but now within the house we heard: O Death, wast thou too deaf to hear the bird? II. Ah me, though never an ear for song, thou hast A tireless tooth for songsters: thus of late Thou camest, Death, thou Cat! and leap'st my gate, And, long ere Love could follow, thou hadst passed Within and snatched away, how fast, how fast, My bird - wit, songs, and all - thy richest freight Since that fell time when in some wink of fate Thy yellow claws unsheathed and stretched, and cast Sharp hold on Keats, and dragged him slow away, And harried him...
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Produktdetails
- ISBN: 978-1-153-71690-1
- EAN: 9781153716901
- Produktnummer: 14788245
- Verlag: Books LLC, Reference Series
- Sprache: Englisch
- Erscheinungsjahr: 2013
- Seitenangabe: 72 S.
- Masse: H24.6 cm x B18.9 cm x D0.4 cm 160 g
- Abbildungen: Paperback
- Gewicht: 160
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