A little earnest book upon a great old subject |
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... visions of men differ as entirely and variously as the actual visions of what we term the lower animals ; although the spirits of men in different de- grees , and by divers paths , tend to the same unphysical end . In these chapters ...
... visions of men differ as entirely and variously as the actual visions of what we term the lower animals ; although the spirits of men in different de- grees , and by divers paths , tend to the same unphysical end . In these chapters ...
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... visions , long ago we see . Two drifted fragments in wide Ocean meet , And journey a brief space , close , side by side ; But , when the adverse waves foam - crested soar , They part - for evermore ! So in life's voyage , how change on ...
... visions , long ago we see . Two drifted fragments in wide Ocean meet , And journey a brief space , close , side by side ; But , when the adverse waves foam - crested soar , They part - for evermore ! So in life's voyage , how change on ...
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... vision — he shall find , in our time , a scene of more just and tragic action . It must have made a life- long impression upon any poetic mind that may have beheld it . The tall dignified figure — the high , open spiritual brow ; and ...
... vision — he shall find , in our time , a scene of more just and tragic action . It must have made a life- long impression upon any poetic mind that may have beheld it . The tall dignified figure — the high , open spiritual brow ; and ...
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... often but ill responded to . How often is he doomed to disappointment ! How often does he see the bright colours of his heart's ideal picture fade one by one before his sorrowing vision ! And then ... but no , THE POET IN LOVE . 63.
... often but ill responded to . How often is he doomed to disappointment ! How often does he see the bright colours of his heart's ideal picture fade one by one before his sorrowing vision ! And then ... but no , THE POET IN LOVE . 63.
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William Wilson (author of A house for Shakspere.) his sorrowing vision ! And then ... but no , we will not enter upon the story of the sad then . We will , however , continue our investiga- tion of the Poet's feelings when in love ; it ...
William Wilson (author of A house for Shakspere.) his sorrowing vision ! And then ... but no , we will not enter upon the story of the sad then . We will , however , continue our investiga- tion of the Poet's feelings when in love ; it ...
Términos y frases comunes
amidst amongst asso ballad behold breath bright Bulwer calm CHAPTER charm child contemplation Creation death delight desireless divine dreams dwell Earth EDMUND SPENSER EDWARD BULWER LYTTON ELECTRIC TELEGRAPH elevates eternal evermore existence exquisite faith fear feelings flower form doth rest fresh gaze genius gentle glorious glory grandly heart heaven hereafter highest holy Hood hope human idolatry imagination immortality influence inspired intellect language light literary forgeries living lofty mankind Mary Howitt mental mightiest mighty mortal mountain MUSINGS WITH NATURE Neath never night o'er Ocean passions peaceful perfect PHILIP MASSINGER philosophical Philosophical Naturalist Phrenology poem POET LOVER Poet's poetical mind Poetry of Science pure form doth Robert Burns sacred sality Shakspere SIR GILES OVERREACHES solemn sorrow spirit story sublime tender THERE'S A WORLD things thou tical tion tone trees true Poet truth universal utterance vast village vision wings wonder WORLD IN LOVE worship yearning
Pasajes populares
Página 123 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide ; To lose good days that might be better spent ; To waste long nights in pensive discontent ; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow ; To feed on hope ; to pine with fear and sorrow ; To have thy Prince's grace, yet want her peer?
Página 153 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty...
Página 55 - They never fail who die In a great cause : the block may soak their gore ; Their heads may sodden in the sun ; their limbs Be strung to city gates and castle walls — But still their spirit walks abroad. Though years Elapse, and others share as dark a doom, They but augment the deep and sweeping thoughts Which overpower all others, and conduct The world at last to freedom.
Página 39 - Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night : — Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light.
Página 129 - Hast thou ever raised thy mind to the consideration of existence, in and by itself, as the mere act of existing? Hast thou ever said to thyself thoughtfully, It is! heedless in that moment, whether it were a man before thee, or a flower, or a grain of sand, without reference, in short, to this or that particular mode or form of existence?
Página 123 - So passeth in the passing of a day Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower; Ne more doth flourish after first decay, That erst was sought to deck both bed and bower Of many a lady and many a paramour ! Gather therefore the rose whilst yet is prime, For soon comes age that will her pride deflower ; Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time, Whilst loving thou mayst loved be with equal crime.
Página 136 - Unhonour'd falls, unnoticed all his worth, Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth : While man, vain insect ! hopes to be forgiven, And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.
Página 17 - He saw thro' life and death, thro' good and ill, He saw thro' his own soul. The marvel of the everlasting will, An open scroll, Before him lay : with echoing feet he threaded...
Página 123 - To have thy asking, yet wait many years; To fret thy soul with crosses and with cares; To eat thy heart through comfortless despairs; To fawn, to crouch, to wait, to ride, to run, To spend, to give, to want, to be undone.
Página 123 - What hell it is, in suing long to bide; To lose good days, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed today, to be put back tomorrow; To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow; To have thy Princess grace, yet want her Peers...