The Poetry of LifeLangley, 1845 - 184 halaman |
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Halaman 9
... truth than in many histories and philosophic theo- ries . The fictions of genius are often the vehicles of the sublimest verities , and its flashes often open new regions of thought , and throw new light on the mysteries of our being ...
... truth than in many histories and philosophic theo- ries . The fictions of genius are often the vehicles of the sublimest verities , and its flashes often open new regions of thought , and throw new light on the mysteries of our being ...
Halaman 19
... truth . He had re- tired to rest , with an indistinct idea of what had occurred , but remained unable to realize the extent of his calamity . It had been his mother's custom to take away his candle every night — perhaps to breathe a ...
... truth . He had re- tired to rest , with an indistinct idea of what had occurred , but remained unable to realize the extent of his calamity . It had been his mother's custom to take away his candle every night — perhaps to breathe a ...
Halaman 20
... truth ; and we may , with some degree of certainty , read in the forehead , when at rest , what are the principal elements of character in those with whom we associate . But scarcely can combined qualities of strength and swiftness ...
... truth ; and we may , with some degree of certainty , read in the forehead , when at rest , what are the principal elements of character in those with whom we associate . But scarcely can combined qualities of strength and swiftness ...
Halaman 21
... truth , he feels that her words are but empty threats , re- turns to his gambols , and laughs again . The lover knows that his earnest suit is re- jected if the eye of his mistress has no re- lenting in its glance ; and the criminal who ...
... truth , he feels that her words are but empty threats , re- turns to his gambols , and laughs again . The lover knows that his earnest suit is re- jected if the eye of his mistress has no re- lenting in its glance ; and the criminal who ...
Halaman 27
... truth . | tude or joy . I speak of the thorn which ac- companies these pleasures not with murmur- ing or complaint . I speak of the wounds inflicted by this thorn with a living conscious- ness of their poignancy and anguish ; be- cause ...
... truth . | tude or joy . I speak of the thorn which ac- companies these pleasures not with murmur- ing or complaint . I speak of the wounds inflicted by this thorn with a living conscious- ness of their poignancy and anguish ; be- cause ...
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admiration affections amongst animal asso associations Balaam beauty behold beneath birds blessed bosom capable character charm cherub colour dark deep delight earth enjoyment eternal evil exis faculty familiar familiar spirits flowers genius glory grief hand happiness harmony hath heart heaven hope human ideas imagination impressions influence innu intel intellectual Jephthah labour language less light listen living look Lord Lord Byron majesty mankind marble beauties melancholy melody ment mind moon moral mountain mysterious nature ness never night object pain painting passions pathos peculiar perceptions Philistines picture pleasure poet poetic feeling poetry principle PROSPERO racter refined rience Saul scene shadow silent Sisera smile soul sound speak spirit sublime suffering sweet tain taste tence tenderness thee things thou thought tion trees truth tural ture uncon unto voice wandering weary wild wind wings woman words
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Halaman 83 - The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Halaman 158 - gainst my fury • Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, • And they shall be themselves.
Halaman 182 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Halaman 159 - And twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt; the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake, and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd, and let 'em forth By my so potent art.
Halaman 166 - I am now indebted, as being a work not to be raised from the heat of youth or the vapours of wine, like that which flows at waste from the pen of some vulgar amorist or the trencher fury of a rhyming parasite, nor to be obtained by the invocation of Dame Memory and her siren daughters...
Halaman 135 - When the most High divided to the nations their inheritance, when he separated the sons of Adam, he set the bounds of the people according to the number of the children of Israel.
Halaman 129 - And it came to pass, when he saw her, that he rent his clothes, and said, Alas, my daughter! thou hast brought me very low, and thou art one of them that trouble me: for I have opened my mouth unto the LORD, and I cannot go back.
Halaman 134 - And Rizpah the daughter of Aiah took sackcloth, and spread it for her upon the rock, from the beginning of harvest until water dropped upon them out of heaven, and suffered neither the birds of the air to rest on them by day, nor the beasts of the field by night.
Halaman 85 - There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song.
Halaman 158 - These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this unsubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind.