What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
Other editions - View all
Afar AUGUST KOPISCH beadle beauteous Beneath billows Black Death breast breath bride bright casement charger cold comrade daydawn dead death deep doth dread dream e'en EMANUEL GEIBEL far-off Fate FELIX DAHN fell fierce flame fore FRIEDERICH GEORGE HERWEGH gleams gloom glow grave awaits gray greet grim hath head heart heaven HERMANN ALLMERS HIERONYMUS LORM HEINRICH hour James Monmouth JOHANN LUDWIG UHLAND JULIUS STURM JUSTINUS KERNER KARL KNORTZ KARL MAYER kiss land light lips LORM HEINRICH LANDESMANN maiden midnight midst MORITZ MORITZ HARTMANN naught ne'er neath night o'er ocean once PAUL HEYSE peace pinions rest ride roars roll rose saddened shrieks silence sleep soft Song sore sorrow soul spake sped stands steed stilly storm stray sweet Swen tears tender thee THEODORE FONTANE THEODORE STORM There's thou thrill tomb tree trembling Triolet Twas wander wave wearied welkin wild
Page 87 - Phillips. In Venice city, bright and gay, Upon the purple flood there flies, In swift gondol, a soldier fair, And on his breast a Jewess lies. Her grave awaits her. He kisses tresses, -lips, and cheek ; He calls her his own darling bride ; She nestles in his golden hair ; She gazes on her love with pride. Her grave awaits her. In noble halls, at banquets rare, She strikes the zither's golden chords, Till wearied deep by pleasure's sway, Refreshing sleep its joy affords. Her grave awaits her. But...
Page 102 - A copper from the window thrown was all my gain. I tried to steal into the cot where Love abode, But, earlier still than I, a dozen were in my road. I gently tapped at Fame's tall castle, bright, " We only open here to lord and knight.
Page 21 - On which, till last of days, The brazen tread of warlike bands Shall echo forth our praise. From Delphic priest's inspired face The word of fate resounded, That stable as the earth's own base The might of Rome is founded.
Page 86 - Meissner has described this usage in verses which have been translated as follows : * The anthems for the dead are sung ; The old Jew's garb in grief is rent ; And yet no corpse is sunk to earth, For she still lives whom they lament. The grave awaits her. From oldest days and earliest times, The Jews such saddening custom have, That she who leaves their Father's God, They count as dead and dig her grave. The grave awaits her.
Page 107 - W rend, We'll bring him his freedom, our good loving friend." So shouted and clamored with menaces loud 'Fore the castle's wall the angry crowd. The firebrands caught on the turrets and floors, The knights and the nobles were driven out doors, The masters and servants were slaughtered amain, In pantry and wine vaults fierce rushed the mad train.
Page 21 - Roman rights inbred. And where we pitch our camp each night, There dwells our native zone, We follow on our eagle's flight, The whole world is our own.
Page 107 - In pantry and wine vaults fierce rushed the mad train. They broached the deep cellars, they guzzled the wine, In slumbers deep drunken on earth did recline, In bestial indulgence the tables did choke And rose well refreshed as the third morning broke.
Page 112 - OURN no more, thou saddened child, Mourn no more, thy life so young; Many a pleasure must run wild, Many a grief be sadly sung. Doth the day-dawn beauteous break, Far-off colors sparkling blend ; V ADOLPH F.
Page 87 - Translated by Henry Phillips. In Venice city, bright and gay, Upon the purple flood there flies, In swift gondol, a soldier fair, And on his breast a Jewess lies. Her grave awaits her. He kisses tresses, lips, and cheek ; He calls her his own darling bride ; She nestles in his golden hair ; She gazes on her love wilh pride.