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... wonder for the masterpieces of his country's genius ; that , with it , one mental period of his history is closing , and that it is for the public to decide whether he be encouraged to gird up his loins for some other more manlike ...
... wonder for the masterpieces of his country's genius ; that , with it , one mental period of his history is closing , and that it is for the public to decide whether he be encouraged to gird up his loins for some other more manlike ...
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... wonder how they move you so , till you resolve this into the power of the hand which flings its own energy in them . His style is not the least remarkable thing about his compositions . It is a smooth succession of short and simple ...
... wonder how they move you so , till you resolve this into the power of the hand which flings its own energy in them . His style is not the least remarkable thing about his compositions . It is a smooth succession of short and simple ...
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... wonder that it avenges itself by making him the most miserable of men . The evils , too , of the successful alchymist's position are , we think , somewhat overdrawn . Money , it is true , cannot unlock every dungeon , melt every re ...
... wonder that it avenges itself by making him the most miserable of men . The evils , too , of the successful alchymist's position are , we think , somewhat overdrawn . Money , it is true , cannot unlock every dungeon , melt every re ...
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... wonder not ; for one then left the earth Whose life was like a setting planet mild , Which clothed thee in the radiance undefiled Of her departing glory ; still her fame Shines on thee , through the tempests dark and wild Which shake ...
... wonder not ; for one then left the earth Whose life was like a setting planet mild , Which clothed thee in the radiance undefiled Of her departing glory ; still her fame Shines on thee , through the tempests dark and wild Which shake ...
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... wonder that he soon ceased to be a preacher . His tra- gedies were sins of youth , and - would it were so with all such- are forgotten for ever . His " Life of Mary Wolstonecraft " is a slight but interesting sketch of a strange unhappy ...
... wonder that he soon ceased to be a preacher . His tra- gedies were sins of youth , and - would it were so with all such- are forgotten for ever . His " Life of Mary Wolstonecraft " is a slight but interesting sketch of a strange unhappy ...
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Adam Blair admiration Allan Cunningham amid beauty blood breath brow Burke burning bursts Byron Caleb Williams Carlyle Chalmers character Charles Lamb Coleridge colours criticism daring dark death deep Dr Chalmers Dr Johnson dream Dugald Stewart earnest earth Ebenezer Elliott Edinburgh Edinburgh Review Edward Irving eloquence essays eternal face fancy faults feeling fire French Revolution genius gloom glory Goethe grandeur hand Hazlitt heart heaven human imagery imagination immortal intellect Jeremy Taylor language less light literary lofty manly Milton mind Mirabeau moral mountain mystic nature never noble original painting passion peculiar perhaps poem poet poetical poetry popular preaching produced profound sentences sermon shadow Shakspere Shelley Shelley's shining solemn soul sound spirit splendour stars strong style sublime sweet talk taste things Thomas Carlyle thought thunder tion tone trembling truth uttered voice whole wild words Wordsworth writing written youth
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60 ÆäÀÌÁö - Archangel ; but his face Deep scars of thunder had intrenched, and care Sat on his faded cheek ; but under brows Of dauntless courage, and considerate pride Waiting revenge.
188 ÆäÀÌÁö - THE Lord descended from above, And bowed the heavens most high; And underneath his feet he cast The darkness of the sky. 2 On cherub and on cherubim, Full royally, he rode ; And on the wings of mighty winds Came flying all abroad.
228 ÆäÀÌÁö - That day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay ? How shall he meet that dreadful day...
66 ÆäÀÌÁö - Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tresses grew Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew, Vibrated, as the ever-beating heart Shook the weak hand that grasped it; of that crew He came the last, neglected and apart; A herd-abandoned deer struck by the hunter's dart.
35 ÆäÀÌÁö - Almain rutters with their horsemen's staves* Or Lapland giants, trotting by our sides ; Sometimes like women, or unwedded maids, Shadowing more beauty in their airy brows Than have the white breasts of the queen of love...
169 ÆäÀÌÁö - O'er mountain, tower, and town, Or, mirrored in the ocean vast, A thousand fathoms down ! As fresh in yon horizon dark, As young thy beauties seem. As when the eagle from the ark First sported in thy beam. For, faithful to its sacred page, Heaven still rebuilds thy span • Nor lets the type grow pale with age That first spoke peace to man.
67 ÆäÀÌÁö - Give yourself no unnecessary pain, My dear Lord Cardinal. Here, mother, tie My girdle for me, and bind up this hair In any simple knot : ay, that does well. And yours I see is coming down. How often Have we done this for one another ! now We shall not do it any more. My lord, We are quite ready. Well, 'tis very well.
302 ÆäÀÌÁö - And other spirits there are standing apart Upon the forehead of the age to come ; These, these will give the world another heart, And other pulses. Hear ye not the hum Of mighty workings ? Listen awhile, ye nations, and be dumb.
297 ÆäÀÌÁö - Circus' genial laws, And the imperial pleasure. — Wherefore not ? What matters where we fall to fill the maws Of worms — on battle-plains or listed spot ? Both are but theatres where the chief actors rot.
20 ÆäÀÌÁö - I know, but dare not speak : Time may interpret to his silent years. Yet in the paleness of thy thoughtful cheek, And in the light thine ample forehead wears, And in thy sweetest smiles, and in thy tears, And in thy gentle speech, a prophecy Is whispered, to subdue my fondest fears : And, through thine eyes, even in thy soul I see A lamp of vestal fire burning internally.