Critical and Miscellaneous Writings of T. Noon TalfourdCarey and Hart, 1846 - 172 sider |
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... never shaken , " those glimpses of disinterested heroism and because with these the world too rarely blos- ideal beauty , which alone " make them less for- soms ! Were these things visionary and un- lorn , " in their busy career ! The ...
... never shaken , " those glimpses of disinterested heroism and because with these the world too rarely blos- ideal beauty , which alone " make them less for- soms ! Were these things visionary and un- lorn , " in their busy career ! The ...
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... Never can lime that they expand our imaginations beyond their former compass , yet so human that they make our hearts gush with delight ; he disco- vers feelings in his own breast , and awakens sympathies in ours , which shall assuredly ...
... Never can lime that they expand our imaginations beyond their former compass , yet so human that they make our hearts gush with delight ; he disco- vers feelings in his own breast , and awakens sympathies in ours , which shall assuredly ...
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... never quits us . Nothing , however , of fortune rolled about through the " many can be more harsh and unpleasing than the ways of wretchedness , " almost without re- impression which it leaves . It does injustice sistance , but ever ...
... never quits us . Nothing , however , of fortune rolled about through the " many can be more harsh and unpleasing than the ways of wretchedness , " almost without re- impression which it leaves . It does injustice sistance , but ever ...
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... Never was so much former interferes with our interest for the of the terrific alleviated by so much of the latter , and the present difficulties of the last pitiful . The incidents are most tragic ; yet deprive us of those emotions of ...
... Never was so much former interferes with our interest for the of the terrific alleviated by so much of the latter , and the present difficulties of the last pitiful . The incidents are most tragic ; yet deprive us of those emotions of ...
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... never be blended with- out debasing the former into chill substances , or refining the latter into airy nothings . almost into our own times , and made the nobleness of humanity familiar to our daily thoughts . He has enriched history ...
... never be blended with- out debasing the former into chill substances , or refining the latter into airy nothings . almost into our own times , and made the nobleness of humanity familiar to our daily thoughts . He has enriched history ...
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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.