Colloquies, desultory and diverse, but chiefly upon poetry and poets. [by C.L. Lordan]. |
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49. oldal
... face of the earth , down went stately turrets and towers . In like sort , when the waters of affliction arise , down go the pride of life , the lust of the eyes , in a word , all the vanities of the world . But the ark of the soul ...
... face of the earth , down went stately turrets and towers . In like sort , when the waters of affliction arise , down go the pride of life , the lust of the eyes , in a word , all the vanities of the world . But the ark of the soul ...
70. oldal
... face of Nature , with a rod of enchantment , whose property it is to invest with grace and gladness every object to which it points ; and there is not a single exiled feature but he rescues it from demerit , and does so endow it with ...
... face of Nature , with a rod of enchantment , whose property it is to invest with grace and gladness every object to which it points ; and there is not a single exiled feature but he rescues it from demerit , and does so endow it with ...
83. oldal
... face of a lawyer ! I vow , then , the tribe is basely slandered and maligned : the calumny of the Talmud , after this , sinks into a " soft impeachment ; " and in dilating upon the qualities essential to the appreciation of Wordsworth ...
... face of a lawyer ! I vow , then , the tribe is basely slandered and maligned : the calumny of the Talmud , after this , sinks into a " soft impeachment ; " and in dilating upon the qualities essential to the appreciation of Wordsworth ...
85. oldal
... to re - invest with the irksome mantle of mortality a spirit which - thanks to the Finisher of our Faith - it is my confidence as that I live , is enrolled among that blissful band from whose faces GOD hath for ever wiped CHAPTER III . 85.
... to re - invest with the irksome mantle of mortality a spirit which - thanks to the Finisher of our Faith - it is my confidence as that I live , is enrolled among that blissful band from whose faces GOD hath for ever wiped CHAPTER III . 85.
86. oldal
Christopher Legge Lordan. blissful band from whose faces GOD hath for ever wiped away all tears . There is a stanza of Campbell that moves deep feelings in me like a heaving flood when I think of it , for in its solemn plaintiveness I ...
Christopher Legge Lordan. blissful band from whose faces GOD hath for ever wiped away all tears . There is a stanza of Campbell that moves deep feelings in me like a heaving flood when I think of it , for in its solemn plaintiveness I ...
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Colloquies, Desultory and Diverse, But Chiefly Upon Poetry and Poets Christopher Legge Lordan Korlátozott előnézet - 2024 |
Colloquies, Desultory and Diverse, But Chiefly Upon Poetry and Poets Christopher Legge Lordan Korlátozott előnézet - 2024 |
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201. oldal - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
192. oldal - To shake thy senate, and from heights sublime Of patriot eloquence to flash down fire Upon thy foes, was never meant my task ; But I can feel thy fortunes, and partake Thy joys and sorrows with as true a heart As any thunderer there.
153. oldal - We rest. — A dream has power to poison sleep ; We rise. — One wandering thought pollutes the day; We feel, conceive or reason, laugh or weep ; Embrace fond woe, or cast our cares away...
219. oldal - I have not loved the world, nor the world me ; I have not flatter'd its rank breath, nor bow'd To its idolatries a patient knee, — Nor coin'd my cheek to smiles, — nor cried aloud In worship of an echo ; in the crowd They could not deem me one of such ; I stood Among them, but not of them ; in a shroud Of thoughts which were not their thoughts, and still could, Had I not filed' my mind, which thus itself subdued.
191. oldal - And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move.
14. oldal - 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...
177. oldal - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep; No more ; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep...
86. oldal - Clasp me a little longer, on the brink Of fate ! while I can feel thy dear caress ; And, when this heart hath ceased to beat — oh! think, And let it mitigate thy woe's excess, That thou hast been to me all tenderness, And friend to more than human friendship just Oh ! by that retrospect of happiness, And by the hopes of an immortal trust, God shall assuage thy pangs — when I am laid in dust ! xxx.
38. oldal - May plume her feathers and let grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd...
179. oldal - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...