Art and Scenery in Europe

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Lippincott, 1868 - 451 sider
 

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Side 324 - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods And mountains, and of all that we behold From this green earth, of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create And what perceive ; well pleased to recognize In Nature and the language of the sense The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being.
Side 429 - Whosoever hath anything fixed in his person that doth induce contempt, hath also a perpetual spur in himself, to rescue and deliver himself from scorn ; therefore all deformed persons are extreme bold.
Side 428 - This worthless present was designed you long before it was a play; when it was only a confused mass of thoughts, tumbling over one another in the dark; when the fancy was yet in its first work, moving the sleeping images of things towards the light, there to be distinguished, and then either chosen or rejected by the judgment; it was yours, my Lord, before I could call it mine.
Side 322 - Ocean and earth, the solid frame of earth And ocean's liquid mass, beneath him lay In gladness and deep joy. The clouds were touched, And in their silent faces did he read Unutterable love. Sound needed none, Nor any voice of joy ; his spirit drank The spectacle : sensation, soul, and form All melted into him ; they swallowed up His animal being; in them did he live, And by them did he live; they were his life.
Side 448 - Beyond the arrows, shouts, and views of men. As oftentimes an eagle, ere the sun Throws o'er the varying earth his early ray, Stands solitary — stands immovable Upon some highest cliff, and rolls his eye, Clear, constant, unobservant, unabased, In the cold light above the dews of morn.
Side 323 - In such access of mind, in such high hour Of visitation from the living God, Thought was not ; in enjoyment it expired. No thanks he breathed, he proffered no request; Rapt into still communion that transcends The imperfect offices of prayer and praise, His mind was a thanksgiving to the power That made him; it was blessedness and love!
Side 322 - What soul was his, when, from the naked top Of some bold headland, he beheld the sun Rise up, and bathe the world in light!
Side 438 - His appointment as commander-inchief was the result of no design on his part ; and of no efforts on the part of his friends; it seemed to take place spontaneously. He moved into the position, because there was a vacuum which no other could supply : in it, he was not sustained by government, by a party, or by connections; he sustained himself ; and then he sustained everything else. He sustained Congress against the army, and the army against the injustice of Congress. The brightest mind among his...
Side 394 - a low word scarcely ever used but in burlesque or conversation; and applied to anything a man likes, without any settled meaning/ On the other hand, officious has dropped its former good sense of obliging ; disgust has taken the notion of loathing ; and blooming, because employed as a euphemism, now bears the sinister meaning it was intended to gloss over. Romantic writers elevated...
Side 140 - Perhaps no intellectual emotion of our maturer life comes upon us with so much . novelty, and strength, and delight, as that shock of surprise and pleasure which we receive from the sight of the snowy pinnacles of the Alps, shooting up into the blue heaven, and standing together in silent mysterious vastness. It provokes not to expression, but sinks upon the stilled heart, with a strange, exquisite feeling, essentially spiritual in its solemnity and depth. Our native and familiar earth is seen expanding...

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