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- Autorius: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
- Leidėjas: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Metai: 2014
- Puslapiai: 108
- ISBN-10: 150046922X
- ISBN-13: 9781500469221
- Formatas: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.6 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Kalba: Anglų
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In John Lyly's Endymion, Sir Topas is made to say; "Dost thou know what a Poet is? Why, fool, a Poet is as much as one should say, --a Poet!" And thou, reader, dost thou know what a hero is? Why, a hero is as much as one should say, --a hero! Some romance-writers, however, say much more than this. Nay, the old Lombard, Matteo Maria Bojardo, set all the church-bells in Scandiano ringing, merely because he had found a name for one of his heroes. Here, also, shall church-bells be rung, but more solemnly. The setting of a great hope is like the setting of the sun. The brightness of our life is gone. Shadows of evening fall around us, and the world seems but a dim reflection, --itself a broader shadow. We look forward into the coming, lonely night. The soul withdraws into itself. Then stars arise, and the night is ho
- Autorius: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
- Leidėjas: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Metai: 2014
- Puslapiai: 108
- ISBN-10: 150046922X
- ISBN-13: 9781500469221
- Formatas: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.6 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Kalba: Anglų
In John Lyly's Endymion, Sir Topas is made to say; "Dost thou know what a Poet is? Why, fool, a Poet is as much as one should say, --a Poet!" And thou, reader, dost thou know what a hero is? Why, a hero is as much as one should say, --a hero! Some romance-writers, however, say much more than this. Nay, the old Lombard, Matteo Maria Bojardo, set all the church-bells in Scandiano ringing, merely because he had found a name for one of his heroes. Here, also, shall church-bells be rung, but more solemnly. The setting of a great hope is like the setting of the sun. The brightness of our life is gone. Shadows of evening fall around us, and the world seems but a dim reflection, --itself a broader shadow. We look forward into the coming, lonely night. The soul withdraws into itself. Then stars arise, and the night is ho
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