MastersingersH. Holt, 1911 - 213 Seiten |
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Seite 161 - DOES the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend. But is there for the night a resting-place? A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide it from my face? You cannot miss that inn. Shall I meet other wayfarers at night? Those who have gone before. Then must I knock, or call when just in...
Seite 149 - THE minstrel boy to the war is gone, In the ranks of death you'll find him ; His father's sword he has girded on, And his wild harp slung behind him. " Land of song !" said the warrior-bard, " Though all the world betrays thee, One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard, One faithful harp shall praise thee...
Seite 204 - I dared not prolong, and which I could not enjoy because of my terrible efforts to restrain my emotions. ' Oh ! madame, madame, I have but one aim left in the world — that of obtaining your affection. Suffer me to try and attain it. I will be discreet and reserved; our correspondence shall not be more frequent than you desire. It shall never become a wearisome task to you; a few lines from your hand will suffice. My visits can only...
Seite 184 - Idyl ; it is an epic instrument, like horns, trumpets, and trombones. Its voice is that of heroic love : and if masses of brass instruments, in grand military symphonies, awaken the idea of a warlike troop covered with glittering armour, marching to glory or death, numerous unisons of clarinets, heard at the same time, seem to represent the beloved women, the loving heroines, with their proud eyes, and deep affection, whom the sound of arms exalte ; who sing while fighting, and who crown the victors,...
Seite 210 - Which of the two powers, Love or Music, can elevate man to the sublimest heights? It is a great question, and yet it seems to me that this is the answer: love can give no idea of music; music can give an idea of love . . . why separate them? They are the two wings of the soul.
Seite 185 - ... epic instruments. It possesses, in an eminent degree, both nobleness and grandeur ; it has all the deep and powerful accents of high musical poetry, — from the religious accent, calm and imposing, to the wild clamours of the orgy. It depends on the composer to make it by turn chaunt like a choir of priests...
Seite 59 - Quid sum, miser ! tune dicturus ? Quern patronum rogaturus ? Cum vix Justus sit securus.
Seite 89 - ... the currents of business instead of flowing had become stagnant pools. It was the fashion to do as did Khipil, and fancy the tongue a constructor rather than a commentator; and there is a doom upon that people and that man which runneth to seed in gabble, as the poet says in his wisdom: If thou wouldst be famous, and rich in splendid fruits, Leave to bloom the flower of things, and dig among the roots.
Seite 209 - I have always found that the best way to make them calm and reasonable was to amuse them and give them pictures. I take the liberty of sending you one which will recall to you the reality of the present, and destroy the illusions of the past.
Seite 161 - Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend. *********** Shall I find comfort, travel-sore and weak? Of labour you shall find the sum.