The French Quarterly, Volúmenes5-6Gustave Rudler University Press, 1923 |
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Página 37 - Our toils obscure, and a' that ; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that ! What tho' on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin gray, and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a
Página 33 - Somtyme with the lord of Palatye, Ageyn another hethen in Turkye : And evermore he hadde a sovereyn prys. And though that he were worthy, he was wys, And of his port as meke as is a mayde. He never yet no vileinye ne sayde 70 In al his lyf, un-to no maner wight.
Página 134 - The pale descending year, yet pleasing still, A gentler mood inspires; for now the leaf Incessant rustles from the mournful grove, Oft startling such as, studious, walk below, And slowly circles through the waving air.
Página 232 - O pour moi seul, à moi seul, en moi-même, Auprès d'un cœur, aux sources du poème, Entre le vide et l'événement pur, J'attends l'écho de ma grandeur interne, Amère, sombre et sonore citerne, Sonnant dans l'âme un creux toujours futur!
Página 182 - Si tu peux, fais que ton âme arrive, A force de rester studieuse et pensive, Jusqu'à ce haut degré de stoïque fierté Où, naissant dans les bois, j'ai tout d'abord monté. Gémir, pleurer, prier est également lâche. Fais énergiquement ta longue et lourde tâche, Dans la voie où le Sort a voulu t'appeler. Puis après, comme moi, souffre et meurs sans parler.
Página 38 - creature of the Time,' they say ; the Time called him forth, the Time did everything, he nothing — but what we the little critic could have done too ! This seems to me but melancholy work. The Time call forth ? Alas, we have known Times call loudly enough for their great man ; but not find him when they called ! He was not there ; Providence had not sent him ; the Time, calling its loudest, had to go down to confusion and wreck because he would not come when called.
Página 36 - I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it ; till I am solitary, and cannot impart it ; ' till I am known, and do not want it. I hope it is no very cynical asperity not to confess obligations where no benefit has been received, or to be unwilling that the public should consider me as owing that to a patron, which Providence has enabled me to do for myself. " Having carried on my work thus far with so little obligation to any favourer of learning, I shall not be disappointed though I should conclude it,...
Página 230 - A tout mon sang prédit de secrets mouvements : Le gel cède à regret ses derniers diamants..., Demain, sur un soupir des bontés constellées, Le printemps vient briser les fontaines scellées : L'étonnant printemps rit, viole... On ne sait d'où Venu?
Página 5 - The king to Oxford sent his troop of horse, For Tories own no argument but force; With equal care to Cambridge books he sent, For Whigs allow no force but argument.
Página 36 - Is not a Patron, my Lord, one who looks with unconcern on a man struggling for life in the water, and, when he has reached ground, encumbers him with help ? The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early, had been kind ; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it ; till I am solitary, and cannot impart it ; till I am known, and do not want it.