Shelburne Essays, Volumen4G. P. Putnam's sons, 1906 - 283 páginas |
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... these far - away rocks unprofited , unpraised , and un- known . This is an epitome of my whole life . Others have drawn profit from my brain , while I have been coolly relinquished to obscurity and unrequital and 4 SHELBURNE ESSAYS.
... these far - away rocks unprofited , unpraised , and un- known . This is an epitome of my whole life . Others have drawn profit from my brain , while I have been coolly relinquished to obscurity and unrequital and 4 SHELBURNE ESSAYS.
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... whole centuries away . See now , along that pillar'd aisle , The graven arches , firm and fair : They bend their shoulders to the toil , And lift the hollow roof in air . A sign ! beneath the ship we stand , The inverted vessel's ...
... whole centuries away . See now , along that pillar'd aisle , The graven arches , firm and fair : They bend their shoulders to the toil , And lift the hollow roof in air . A sign ! beneath the ship we stand , The inverted vessel's ...
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... whole heart . But a thing of the kind ought to be addressed to some- body - I must imagine myself to be talking - talking to the most intimate of friends - to one in whom I should take delight in confiding , and feel remorse in conceal ...
... whole heart . But a thing of the kind ought to be addressed to some- body - I must imagine myself to be talking - talking to the most intimate of friends - to one in whom I should take delight in confiding , and feel remorse in conceal ...
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... whole , that the thought of this final audience ever entered her brain , for it led to a circum- spection and to erasures which have probably rendered the limitations of her mind unneces- sarily obvious . But of these it will be ...
... whole , that the thought of this final audience ever entered her brain , for it led to a circum- spection and to erasures which have probably rendered the limitations of her mind unneces- sarily obvious . But of these it will be ...
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... whole scenes by heart . At dinner she sees the great man himself , and speaks of his cruel infirmities with reverence . He sits by her , and in the middle of the dinner asks Mrs. Thrale what is in some little pies near him : " Mutton ...
... whole scenes by heart . At dinner she sees the great man himself , and speaks of his cruel infirmities with reverence . He sits by her , and in the middle of the dinner asks Mrs. Thrale what is in some little pies near him : " Mutton ...
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Página 227 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistening with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Página 98 - Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine; His soul shall taste the sadness of her might, And be among her cloudy trophies hung.
Página 180 - Fear death? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Página 180 - And bade me creep past. No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. 242 For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements...
Página 97 - Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain...
Página 193 - In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand? and what dread feet? What the hammer? what the chain? In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? what dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
Página 207 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly Shall end where they began. Alike the busy and the gay But flutter thro...
Página 191 - Come lovely and soothing death, Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving, In the day, in the night, to all, to each, Sooner or later delicate death.
Página 100 - Bright Star! would I were steadfast as thou art — Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like Nature's patient, sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores...