Zuid-Afrika in de letterkunde

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J.H. de Bussy, 1914 - 254 pages
 

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Page 105 - As when to them who sail Beyond the Cape of Hope, and now are past Mozambic, off at sea north-east winds blow Sabean odours from the spicy shore Of Araby the Blest; with, such delay Well pleased they slack their course, and many a league Cheer'd with the grateful smell old Ocean smiles...
Page 105 - As when far off at sea a fleet descried Hangs in the clouds, by equinoctial winds Close sailing from Bengala, or the isles Of Ternate and Tidore, whence merchants bring Their spicy drugs ; they, on the trading flood, Through the wide Ethiopian to the cape, Ply stemming nightly toward the pole : so seemed Far off the flying fiend.
Page 131 - And here, while the night-winds round me sigh, And the stars burn bright in the midnight sky, As I sit apart by the desert stone, Like Elijah at Horeb's cave, alone, "A still small voice" comes through the wild, Like a father consoling his fretful child, Which banishes bitterness, wrath, and fear.
Page 148 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Page 131 - With the silent Bush-boy alone by my side. Away — away — in the wilderness vast Where the white man's foot hath never passed, And the quivered Coranna or Bechuan Hath rarely crossed with his roving clan: A region of emptiness, howling and drear, Which man hath abandoned from famine and fear; Which the snake and the lizard inhabit alone, With the twilight bat from the yawning...
Page 131 - AFAR IN THE DESERT" AFAR in the desert I love to ride, With the silent Bush-boy alone by my side.
Page 89 - Is of die nevel, kond en kil, Het breede land begraven wil. De zon schijnt vreemd en rood, — En op de hei speelt bleek en stil Het Kindeke van den Dood. Dan leeft en zweeft het heel den dag En speelt met bloem en plant ; Dan klinkt bij wijle een vreemde lach Langs 't eenzaam heideland. Maar als de zon in 't Westen scheidt, En stervend nog een luister spreidt Van glansrijk avondrood — Dan klaagt een kinderstem, dan schreit Het Kindeke van den Dood.
Page 105 - This cape is a most stately thing, and the fairest cape we saw in the whole circumference of the earth, and we passed by it the 18 of June.
Page 131 - I do not hesitate to declare it, among the two or three most perfect lyric poems in our language.
Page 139 - Een ider nasie het sijn land : Ons woon op Afrikaanse strand, Ver ons is daar geen beter grond Op al die wije wereldrond. Trots is ons om die naam te dra Van kinders van Suid-Afrika.

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