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... pure taste and accurate judgment , and need be tried before no human synod . To them it seems that their present position commands the universe . Thus the essays on the works of others , which are called criti- cisms , are often , in ...
... pure taste and accurate judgment , and need be tried before no human synod . To them it seems that their present position commands the universe . Thus the essays on the works of others , which are called criti- cisms , are often , in ...
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... pure , the full tone of truth ; it perceives that the voice is modu- lated to coax , to persuade , and it turns from the judicious man of the world , calculating the effect to be produced by 6 PAPERS ON LITERATURE AND ART .
... pure , the full tone of truth ; it perceives that the voice is modu- lated to coax , to persuade , and it turns from the judicious man of the world , calculating the effect to be produced by 6 PAPERS ON LITERATURE AND ART .
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... , and the safety of pure motive , we will not talk with him , for we cannot confide in him . We will go to the critic who trusts Genius man . and trusts us , who knows that all good writing A SHORT ESSAY ON CRITICS . 7.
... , and the safety of pure motive , we will not talk with him , for we cannot confide in him . We will go to the critic who trusts Genius man . and trusts us , who knows that all good writing A SHORT ESSAY ON CRITICS . 7.
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... pure gold . I cannot pass on till I know what I feel and why . An object that defies my ut- most rigor of scrutiny is a new step on the stair I am making to the Olympian tables . POET . I think you will not know the gods when you get ...
... pure gold . I cannot pass on till I know what I feel and why . An object that defies my ut- most rigor of scrutiny is a new step on the stair I am making to the Olympian tables . POET . I think you will not know the gods when you get ...
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... little at the boundless affection they de- clared . Our mother has long and often told me of your pure and beneficent life , and I know what you have done for this place and people , but , as I remember , you THE TWO HERBERTS . 19.
... little at the boundless affection they de- clared . Our mother has long and often told me of your pure and beneficent life , and I know what you have done for this place and people , but , as I remember , you THE TWO HERBERTS . 19.
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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.