The Poetry of Life, 2. kötetCarey, Lea, and Blanchard, 1835 |
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1. oldal
... mind with a perpetual fund of information , intellectual pow- er alone can never make a poet , nor excite that love of poetry that ardent desire in the soul for what it feeds on , which gives to the poetic mind a refinement , an energy ...
... mind with a perpetual fund of information , intellectual pow- er alone can never make a poet , nor excite that love of poetry that ardent desire in the soul for what it feeds on , which gives to the poetic mind a refinement , an energy ...
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... mind itself contemptible , and the name of insignificance may very properly be applied to all those impulses of human nature which have given rise to the revolutions of past ages , and the most conspicuous events which mark the history ...
... mind itself contemptible , and the name of insignificance may very properly be applied to all those impulses of human nature which have given rise to the revolutions of past ages , and the most conspicuous events which mark the history ...
4. oldal
... mind that loves must be degraded too , and consequently it is subject to call evil good , and may thus discover qualities admirable to its perverted vision , which a more discriminating eye would turn from with disgust . Again , it is ...
... mind that loves must be degraded too , and consequently it is subject to call evil good , and may thus discover qualities admirable to its perverted vision , which a more discriminating eye would turn from with disgust . Again , it is ...
6. oldal
... mind . I appeal to the young , or rather to the old who have not forgotten their youth , whether love has not at some . period of their existence , given a life and vividness to the aspect of creation , a music to sound , and an inten ...
... mind . I appeal to the young , or rather to the old who have not forgotten their youth , whether love has not at some . period of their existence , given a life and vividness to the aspect of creation , a music to sound , and an inten ...
7. oldal
... mind , and yet we sigh ; because not the longest pe- riod of man's natural life , not the rapid and entire suc- cess of all our schemes , not the riches of prosperity poured into our lap , around our feet , and even beyond the circle of ...
... mind , and yet we sigh ; because not the longest pe- riod of man's natural life , not the rapid and entire suc- cess of all our schemes , not the riches of prosperity poured into our lap , around our feet , and even beyond the circle of ...
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32. oldal - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
156. oldal - Some heavenly music, (which even now I do,) To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.
169. oldal - He, above the rest In shape and gesture proudly eminent, Stood like a tower. His form had yet not lost All her original brightness, nor appeared Less than Archangel ruined, and the excess Of glory obscured...
82. oldal - And Cain talked with Abel his brother : and it came to pass, when they were in the field, that Cain rose up against Abel his brother, and slew him.
102. oldal - There is none like unto the God of Jeshurun, who rideth upon the heaven in thy help, and in his excellency on the sky. The eternal God is thy refuge; and underneath are the everlasting arms; and he shall thrust out the enemy from before thee, and shall, say, Destroy them.
89. oldal - Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee : for whither thou goest, I will go ; and where thou lodgest I will lodge : thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God: " Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried; the Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me.
153. oldal - All hail, great master! grave sir, hail ! I come To answer thy best pleasure ; be't to fly, To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride On the curl'd clouds ; to thy strong bidding, task Ariel, and all his quality.
101. oldal - The Lord is my strength and song, and he is become my salvation : he is my God, and I will prepare him an habitation ; my father's God, and I will exalt him.
176. oldal - I am now indebted, as being a work not to be raised from the heat of youth or the vapours of wine, like that which flows at waste from the pen of some vulgar amorist or the trencher fury of a rhyming parasite, nor to be obtained by the invocation of Dame Memory and her siren daughters...
170. oldal - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.