 There came a respite to her pain; She from her prison fled; But of the vagrant none took thought; And where it liked her best she sought Her shelter and her bread. Among the fields she breathed again: The master-current of her brain Ran permanent and...  Blackwood's Magazine - Page 2571819Full view - About this book
 | Université de Clermont-Ferrand II. Centre du romantisme anglais - 1999 - 184 pages
...désubjectivise l'humain ; l'ambivalent pouvoir catalytique du paysage : The engines of hcr pain, thé tools That shaped her sorrow. rocks and pools. And...gently stir The vernal leaves - she loved them still (vers 2 17-20)" 10. Averill. i>/>. cit.. p. 52. 11. La mélaspalialité du sublime lie le sentiment... | |
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