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... hear complained of on every side . He will teach us to love wisely what we before loved well , for he knows the difference between censoriousness and discernment , infatuation and reverence ; and while delighting in the genial melodies ...
... hear complained of on every side . He will teach us to love wisely what we before loved well , for he knows the difference between censoriousness and discernment , infatuation and reverence ; and while delighting in the genial melodies ...
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... hear in prose the meaning of my melody . I do not wish to see my seed neatly put away beneath a paper label . Answer in new pœans to the soul of our souls . Wake me to sweeter childhood by a fresher growth . At pres- ent you are but an ...
... hear in prose the meaning of my melody . I do not wish to see my seed neatly put away beneath a paper label . Answer in new pœans to the soul of our souls . Wake me to sweeter childhood by a fresher growth . At pres- ent you are but an ...
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... hear them gladly ; for I , like you , though with less time and learning to perfect it , love the delibe- rate composition of the closet , and believe we can better under- stand one another by thoughts expressed so , than in the more ...
... hear them gladly ; for I , like you , though with less time and learning to perfect it , love the delibe- rate composition of the closet , and believe we can better under- stand one another by thoughts expressed so , than in the more ...
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... hear and fear . " " C Something understood . " In your likenesses , you sometimes appear to quibble in a way unworthy the subject . George H. - It is the nature of some minds , brother , to play with what they love best . Yours is of a ...
... hear and fear . " " C Something understood . " In your likenesses , you sometimes appear to quibble in a way unworthy the subject . George H. - It is the nature of some minds , brother , to play with what they love best . Yours is of a ...
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... hear the noise , but in the serenest sky that ever I saw , being without all cloud , did , to my thinking , see the place from whence it came . " Lord Orford observes , with his natural sneer , doubted of partial , believe individual ...
... hear the noise , but in the serenest sky that ever I saw , being without all cloud , did , to my thinking , see the place from whence it came . " Lord Orford observes , with his natural sneer , doubted of partial , believe individual ...
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Página 71 - What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee '! From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from, thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Página 35 - Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart : Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea : Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou travel on life's common way, In cheerful godliness ; and yet thy heart The lowliest duties on herself did lay.
Página 37 - I was confirmed in this opinion, that he who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things, ought himself to be a true poem...
Página 70 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher, From the earth thou springest, Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Página 73 - Midst others of less note, came one frail Form. A phantom among men; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder is its knell...
Página 87 - A grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear, A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet, no relief, In word, or sigh, or tear O Lady!
Página 74 - Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tresses grew Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew, Vibrated, as the ever-beating heart Shook the weak hand that grasped it; of that crew He came the last, neglected and apart; A herd-abandoned deer struck by the hunter's dart.
Página 74 - A love in desolation masked— a Power Girt round with weakness — it can scarce uplift The weight of the superincumbent hour ; It is a dying lamp, a falling shower, A breaking billow ; — even whilst we speak Is it not broken ? On the withering flower The killing sun smiles brightly ; on a cheek The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break.
Página 88 - To lift the smothering weight from off my breast? It were a vain endeavour, Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west: I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.
Página 75 - The wind, the tempest roaring high, The tumult of a Tropic sky, Might well be dangerous food For him, a Youth to whom was given So much of earth, so much of Heaven, And such impetuous blood.