Sohrab and Rustum: With Other PoemsGinn & Company, 1906 - 107 pages |
Other editions - View all
Sohrab and Rustum: With Other Poems Aid Worker Specialising in Post-Conflict Reconstruction Matthew Arnold No preview available - 2015 |
Common terms and phrases
30 35 Shakespeare's Afrasiab's Aral Sea arms ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH Bokhara bright cheek criticism dark dead death dost doth Empedocles on Etna English Essays eyes fame father feel Ferood field fight flowers gloom grave gray Gudurz hair hand hath head hear heart heaven Helmund hills horse host Hyphasis Jaxartes Kara-Kul Khiva king Kipchak light Lityerses live lone Marguerite Matthew Arnold mighty modern moonlit morn mortal mountain never night o'er once Oxus pale passed Peran-Wisa poem poet poetry round Ruksh sand seek Seistan Shah-Namah shepherd shore smile snow soft Sohrab and Rustum Sohrab replied soul spake spear spoke stand stars stood stream sweet Tartar tent thee thine Thomas Arnold thou art thou hast Thyrsis to-day to-night verse voice wandering waste waves wild William Delafield Arnold wind young youth ΙΟ
Popular passages
Page 53 - But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world.
Page 72 - But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly! For strong the infection of our mental strife, Which, though it gives no bliss, yet spoils for rest; And we should win thee from thy own fair life, Like us distracted, and like us unblest.
Page 53 - The sea is calm to-night. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits; - on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Page 36 - When did music come this way ? Children dear, was it yesterday ? Children dear, was it yesterday (Call yet once) that she went away ? Once she sate with you and me, On a red gold throne in the heart of the sea, And the youngest sate on her knee. She combed its bright hair, and she tended it well, When down swung the sound of a far-off bell.
Page 37 - we are long alone; The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan.
Page 76 - Alack, for Corydon no rival now ! — But when Sicilian shepherds lost a mate, Some good survivor with his flute would go...
Page 54 - Ah, love, let us be true To one another ! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain; And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night.
Page 37 - I said; and we rose through the surf in the bay. We went up the beach, by the sandy down Where the sea-stocks bloom, to the...
Page 53 - Listen! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin, and cease, and then again begin, With tremulous cadence slow, and bring The eternal note of sadness in.
Page 31 - Shakespeare OTHERS abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask — Thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge. For the loftiest hill, Who to the stars uncrowns his majesty, Planting his steadfast footsteps in the sea, Making the heaven of heavens his dwelling-place, Spares but the cloudy border of his base To the foil'd searching of mortality; And thou, who didst the stars and sunbeams know, Self-school'd, self-scann'd, self-honour'd, self-secure, Didst tread on earth unguess'd at.