Benjamin Robert Haydon: Correspondence and Table-talk, Volumen2

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Chatto and Windus, 1876 - 484 páginas
 

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Página 291 - There is the moral of all human tales ; « 'Tis but the same rehearsal of the past, First Freedom, and then Glory — when that fails, Wealth, vice, corruption, — barbarism at last And History, with all her volumes vast, Hath but one page...
Página 10 - GREAT spirits now on earth are sojourning : He of the cloud, the cataract, the lake, Who on Helvellyn's summit, wide awake, Catches his freshness from Archangel's wing...
Página 86 - For I have sworn by myself, saith the LORD, that Bozrah shall become a desolation, a reproach, a waste, and a curse; and all the cities thereof shall be perpetual wastes.
Página 33 - Fear not, I am with thee; be not dismayed, I am thy God; I will strengthen thee, yea, I will help thee, yea, I will uphold thee, with the right hand of my righteousness.
Página 299 - A made a finer end, and went away, an it had been any christom child; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers...
Página 5 - HIGH is our calling, Friend ! — Creative Art (Whether the instrument of words she use, Or pencil pregnant with ethereal hues,) Demands the service of a mind and heart, Though sensitive, yet, in their weakest part. Heroically fashioned to infuse Faith in the whispers of the lonely Muse, While the whole world seems adverse to desert.
Página 33 - Newton," and upon your insisting on an explanation before you drank it, bis saying : " Because he " destroyed the poetry of the rainbow by reducing it to a prism." Ah ! my dear old friend, you and I shall never see such days again ! The peaches are not so big now as they were in our days. Many were the immortal dinners which took place in that painting-room, where the food was simple, the wine good, and the poetry first-rate.
Página 439 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...

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