The Modern Language Review, 1-10. ciltlerModern Humanities Research Association, 1915 The Modern Language Review (MLR) is an interdisciplinary journal encompassing the following fields: English (including United States and the Commonwealth), French (including Francophone Africa and Canada), Germanic (including Dutch and Scandinavian), Hispanic (including Latin-American, Portuguese, and Catalan), Italian, Slavonic and East European Studies, and General Studies (including linguistics, comparative literature, and critical theory). |
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Sayfa 10
... meaning is at first obvious , and who leaves you much to desire , to explain , to study , much to complete in your turn . In thus citing the great French critic whose writings have been shown to contain many of the germs of the later ...
... meaning is at first obvious , and who leaves you much to desire , to explain , to study , much to complete in your turn . In thus citing the great French critic whose writings have been shown to contain many of the germs of the later ...
Sayfa 18
... meaning of the American poet . His translations reveal a con- scientious effort to avoid colouring the sense of the original by his own interpretation of it . His chief object has been , not to make a work of art , but to render the ...
... meaning of the American poet . His translations reveal a con- scientious effort to avoid colouring the sense of the original by his own interpretation of it . His chief object has been , not to make a work of art , but to render the ...
Sayfa 45
... meaning the men who were with Osric and Wiferth . But surely ' cil ' refers to ' la meisnee ' of 1. 1860 and moreover there is no indication in Gaimar of their ( ' cil ' ) coming on the following morning ; on the contrary everything ...
... meaning the men who were with Osric and Wiferth . But surely ' cil ' refers to ' la meisnee ' of 1. 1860 and moreover there is no indication in Gaimar of their ( ' cil ' ) coming on the following morning ; on the contrary everything ...
Sayfa 73
... of Count Lutzow , Bohemia ( Everyman's Library ) , p . 13 . 2 Ibid . 3 ' Questions of Runes among the Slavs , ' Encyclopaedia of Slav Philology , Part III , p . 26 . meaning . It is not necessary to look for mysticism.
... of Count Lutzow , Bohemia ( Everyman's Library ) , p . 13 . 2 Ibid . 3 ' Questions of Runes among the Slavs , ' Encyclopaedia of Slav Philology , Part III , p . 26 . meaning . It is not necessary to look for mysticism.
Sayfa 74
... meaning of the signs or incisions , but only those initiated into the secret of their meaning ; thus those who did not know the meaning of these signs , regarded the explanation by the initiated as divination . ' It would thus appear ...
... meaning of the signs or incisions , but only those initiated into the secret of their meaning ; thus those who did not know the meaning of these signs , regarded the explanation by the initiated as divination . ' It would thus appear ...
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Sayfa 328 - Piangendo dissi : Le presenti cose Col falso lor piacer volser miei passi, Tosto che il vostro viso si nascose.
Sayfa 177 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Sayfa 8 - Quel est celui de nous qui n'a pas, dans ses jours d'ambition, rêvé le miracle d'une prose poétique, musicale sans rythme et sans rime, assez souple et assez heurtée pour s'adapter aux mouvements lyriques de l'âme, aux ondulations de la rêverie, aux soubresauts de la conscience...
Sayfa 173 - To grunt and sweate vnder this weary life, When that he may his full Quietus make With a bare bodkin, who would this indure, But for a hope of something after death? Which pusles the braine, and doth confound the sence. Which makes vs rather beare those euilles we haue. Than flic to others that we know not of. I that, O this conscience makes cowardes of vs all, Lady in thy orizons, be all my sinnes remembred.
Sayfa 135 - Volgiti, bella donna, e non ti porre »; Però che dentro un'altra donna siede La qual di signoria chiese la verga Tosto che giunse, e Amor glile diede.
Sayfa 142 - Il perso è un colore misto di purpureo e di nero, ma vince il nero...
Sayfa 9 - O qui dira les torts de la Rime! Quel enfant sourd ou quel nègre fou Nous a forgé ce bijou d'un sou Qui sonne creux et faux sous la lime?
Sayfa 11 - I will not make poems with reference to parts, But I will make poems, songs, thoughts, with reference to ensemble, And I will not sing with reference to a day, but with reference to all days, And I will not make a poem nor the least part of a poem but has reference to the soul...
Sayfa 9 - ... here, we feel the undulating deck beneath our feet, We feel the long pulsation, ebb and flow of endless motion, The tones of unseen mystery, the vague and vast suggestions of the briny world, the liquid-flowing syllables, The perfume, the faint creaking of the cordage, the melancholy rhythm, The boundless vista and the horizon far and dim are all here, And this is ocean's poem.
Sayfa 169 - Why, if thou canst but drawe thy mouth awrye, laye thy legg over thy staffe, sawe a peece of cheese asunder with thy dagger, lape up drinke on the earth, I warrant thee theile laughe mightilie.