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... heart , and expands the soul of the hearer , — playing upon his passions as upon a lyre , and making him to feel as though he were holding converse with a spirit ; this is the art of Nature herself , invariably and perpetually pleasing ...
... heart , and expands the soul of the hearer , — playing upon his passions as upon a lyre , and making him to feel as though he were holding converse with a spirit ; this is the art of Nature herself , invariably and perpetually pleasing ...
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... heart , and leaving little permanent impression upon the mind . When , indeed , music awakens national , military , local , or tender recollections of the distant or the dead , the loved or the lost , it then performs the highest office ...
... heart , and leaving little permanent impression upon the mind . When , indeed , music awakens national , military , local , or tender recollections of the distant or the dead , the loved or the lost , it then performs the highest office ...
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... heart - strings with tender emotion , or stir thought from its depths into ardent and earnest exercise . I appeal to all who hear me , whether , among a hundred of the monuments in our cathedrals , and the statues in our public places ...
... heart - strings with tender emotion , or stir thought from its depths into ardent and earnest exercise . I appeal to all who hear me , whether , among a hundred of the monuments in our cathedrals , and the statues in our public places ...
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... heart , which neither of them could intimate by any visible sign . But we must return to the swoon of the dying man : - " The arena swims around him , — he is gone , Ere ceased the inhuman shout that hail'd the wretch who won . " He ...
... heart , which neither of them could intimate by any visible sign . But we must return to the swoon of the dying man : - " The arena swims around him , — he is gone , Ere ceased the inhuman shout that hail'd the wretch who won . " He ...
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... heart , " were the " eyes " of the victim , under the night - fall of death ; for " there were his young barbarians all at play , and there their Dacian mother . " This is nature ; this is truth . While the conflict continued , the com ...
... heart , " were the " eyes " of the victim , under the night - fall of death ; for " there were his young barbarians all at play , and there their Dacian mother . " This is nature ; this is truth . While the conflict continued , the com ...
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Lectures on Poetry and General Literature: Delivered at the Royal ... James Montgomery Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1833 |
Lectures on Poetry and General Literature: Delivered at the Royal ... James Montgomery Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1833 |
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Side 25 - And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away...
Side 171 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Side 61 - As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more. He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
Side 240 - And he said, BLESSED be the Lord God of Shem ; And Canaan shall be his servant. God shall enlarge Japheth, And he shall dwell in the tents of Shem ; And Canaan shall be his servant.
Side 51 - And the LORD said unto Moses, Stretch out thine hand over the sea, that the waters may come again upon the Egyptians, upon their chariots, and upon their...
Side 101 - ... a certain colouring of imagination, whereby ordinary things should be presented to the mind in an unusual way; and, further, and above all, to make these incidents and situations interesting by tracing in them, truly though not ostentatiously, the primary laws of our nature: chiefly, as far as regards the manner in which we associate ideas in a state of excitement.
Side 101 - Poems was to choose incidents and situations from common life, and to relate or describe them, throughout, as far as was possible in a selection of language really used by men, and, at the same time, to throw over them a certain colouring of imagination, whereby ordinary things should be presented to the mind in an unusual aspect...
Side 246 - And Jacob said unto Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are an hundred and thirty years : few and evil have the days of the years of my life been, and have not attained unto the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.
Side 126 - Could I embody and unbosom now, That which is most within me, — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe — into one word, And that one word were lightning, I would speak ; But as it is, I live and die unheard, [sword.
Side 51 - LEAR. Pray, do not mock me: I am a very foolish fond old man, fourscore and upward, not an hour more nor less; and, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind.