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Side 274
... organ was playing the 100th psalm , and when it was done , Mr. Coleridge rose and gave out his text , And he went up into the mountain to pray , HIMSELF , ALONE . ' As he gave out his text , his voice ' rose like a stream of rich ...
... organ was playing the 100th psalm , and when it was done , Mr. Coleridge rose and gave out his text , And he went up into the mountain to pray , HIMSELF , ALONE . ' As he gave out his text , his voice ' rose like a stream of rich ...
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... organ of thought and volition , and the mental manifestations . The study of the external form of the skull , with the view of discovering the shape , size , and functions of the different parts of the brain , and thence deriving ...
... organ of thought and volition , and the mental manifestations . The study of the external form of the skull , with the view of discovering the shape , size , and functions of the different parts of the brain , and thence deriving ...
Side 369
... organ it manifests itself to us ; unless , indeed , we are ' materialists , which entirely alters the case . If , however ... organs , except in its percep- tion of material objects , or in the spontaneous movements of the body which it ...
... organ it manifests itself to us ; unless , indeed , we are ' materialists , which entirely alters the case . If , however ... organs , except in its percep- tion of material objects , or in the spontaneous movements of the body which it ...
Side 370
... organ , either as a whole , or in separate parts , as is asserted by Dr. Cullen , is an absurd hypothesis . It is impossible that we can have any evidence of motion , from the nature of its bony covering ; and it is equally impossible ...
... organ , either as a whole , or in separate parts , as is asserted by Dr. Cullen , is an absurd hypothesis . It is impossible that we can have any evidence of motion , from the nature of its bony covering ; and it is equally impossible ...
Side 371
... organs , at first view , accounts very satisfactorily for the well - known fact that injuries , and even extensive suppuration , do not interrupt the mental functions . Mr. Combe observes , " it appears strange , if every part of the ...
... organs , at first view , accounts very satisfactorily for the well - known fact that injuries , and even extensive suppuration , do not interrupt the mental functions . Mr. Combe observes , " it appears strange , if every part of the ...
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Side 85 - Heaven lies about us in our infancy. Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing boy; But he beholds the light and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy. The youth who daily farther from the East Must travel, still is Nature's priest, And, by the vision splendid, Is on his way attended. At length the man perceives it die away And fade into the light of common day.
Side 508 - No man was ever yet a great poet without being at the same time a profound philosopher. For poetry is the blossom and the fragrancy of all human knowledge, human thoughts, human passions, emotions, language.
Side 70 - And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My love looks fresh, and Death to me subscribes, Since, spite of him, I'll live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes: And thou in this shall find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent.
Side 508 - If the labours of Men of science should ever create any material revolution, direct or indirect, in our condition, and in the impressions which we habitually receive, the Poet will sleep then no more than at present; he will be ready to follow the steps of the Man of science, not only in those general indirect effects, but he will be at his side, carrying sensation into the midst of the objects of the science itself.
Side 84 - Tis Nature's law That none, the meanest of created things, Of forms created the most vile and brute, The dullest or most noxious, should exist Divorced from good, a spirit and pulse of good, A life and soul, to every mode of being Inseparably linked.
Side 505 - Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee, Whether the summer clothe the general earth With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch Of mossy apple-tree, while the nigh thatch Smokes in the sun-thaw; whether the eave-drops fall, Heard only in the trances of the blast, Or if the secret ministry of frost Shall hang them up in silent icicles, Quietly shining to the quiet Moon.
Side 508 - The remotest discoveries of the Chemist, the Botanist, or Mineralogist, will be as proper objects of the Poet's art as any upon which it can be employed...
Side 79 - I AM not One who much or oft delight To season my fireside with personal talk, — Of friends, who live within an easy walk, Or neighbours, daily, weekly, in my sight : And, for my chance-acquaintance, ladies bright, Sons, mothers, maidens withering on the stalk, These all wear out of me, like Forms, with chalk Painted on rich men's floors, for one feast-night. Better than such discourse doth silence long, Long, barren silence...
Side 274 - Styx nine times round them,' 6 my ideas float on winged words, and as they expand their plumes, catch the golden light of other years. My soul has indeed remained in its original bondage, dark, obscure, with longings infinite and unsatisfied; my heart, shut...