Critical and Miscellaneous Writings of T. Noon TalfourdCarey and Hart, 1846 - 172 sider |
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... labour for terms strong enough to express the antipathy and scorn he bears her . The following are some of the daintiest : " There is nothing in the noble Desdemona , that is not below any country kitchen - maid with us . " - " No woman ...
... labour for terms strong enough to express the antipathy and scorn he bears her . The following are some of the daintiest : " There is nothing in the noble Desdemona , that is not below any country kitchen - maid with us . " - " No woman ...
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... labour among clouds and storms , and follow with as delighted a wonder the quick glances of intuition as the longest and most difficult researches . The actor exhibits as high a perception of natural grace , as fine an acquaintance with ...
... labour among clouds and storms , and follow with as delighted a wonder the quick glances of intuition as the longest and most difficult researches . The actor exhibits as high a perception of natural grace , as fine an acquaintance with ...
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... labour to was utterly discharged , and a dry , drolling , arrive at that high reputation he had , and de- or laughing levity took such full possession served . of him , that I can only refer the idea of him to your imagination . In some ...
... labour to was utterly discharged , and a dry , drolling , arrive at that high reputation he had , and de- or laughing levity took such full possession served . of him , that I can only refer the idea of him to your imagination . In some ...
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... labour , to offer you a just likeness of Mrs. Monfort's action , yet the fantastic impression is still so strong in my memory , that I cannot help saying something , though fantastically , about it . The first ridi- culous airs that ...
... labour , to offer you a just likeness of Mrs. Monfort's action , yet the fantastic impression is still so strong in my memory , that I cannot help saying something , though fantastically , about it . The first ridi- culous airs that ...
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... labour of a life . These eternal works were complete - the spirit which inspired their authors was extinct- when Aristotle began to criticise . The deve- lopment of the art of poetry , by that great philosopher , wholly failed to ...
... labour of a life . These eternal works were complete - the spirit which inspired their authors was extinct- when Aristotle began to criticise . The deve- lopment of the art of poetry , by that great philosopher , wholly failed to ...
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Side 155 - Extort from me. To bow and sue for grace With suppliant knee, and deify his power Who from the terror of this arm so late Doubted his empire - that were low indeed, That were an ignominy...
Side 56 - The stars of midnight shall be dear To her ; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Side 56 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower; Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse : and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Side 155 - What matter where, if I be still the same, And what I should be, all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater?
Side 78 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale or piny mountain, Or forest, by slow stream or pebbly spring, Or chasms, and watery depths ; all these have vanished ; They live no longer in the faith of reason...
Side 12 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Side 56 - I love the Brooks which down their channels fret, Even more than when I tripp'd lightly as they; The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
Side 55 - Hence, in a season of calm weather, Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Side 55 - The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest — Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering...
Side 154 - With solemn touches troubled thoughts, and chase Anguish and doubt and fear and sorrow and pain From mortal or immortal minds.