Critical and Miscellaneous Writings of T. Noon TalfourdCarey and Hart, 1846 - 172 Seiten |
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... feel for things in which of beauty , of which otherwise they might ever he has no personal interest , he can achieve have lived unconscious . Pity for fictitious suf - nothing generous or noble . This lesson is in ferings is , indeed ...
... feel for things in which of beauty , of which otherwise they might ever he has no personal interest , he can achieve have lived unconscious . Pity for fictitious suf - nothing generous or noble . This lesson is in ferings is , indeed ...
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... feel enve- loped , like Don Quixote , by a thousand threads ; and like him , would we rather re- main so for ever , than break one of their silken fibres . Clarissa Harlowe is one of the books which leave us different beings from those ...
... feel enve- loped , like Don Quixote , by a thousand threads ; and like him , would we rather re- main so for ever , than break one of their silken fibres . Clarissa Harlowe is one of the books which leave us different beings from those ...
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... feel for him , as for one of the and his resignation under his accumulated best and most revered friends of our child- sorrows , are among the best treasures of me- hood . Was ever the " soul of goodness in mory . The pastoral scenes in ...
... feel for him , as for one of the and his resignation under his accumulated best and most revered friends of our child- sorrows , are among the best treasures of me- hood . Was ever the " soul of goodness in mory . The pastoral scenes in ...
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... feel as if there were a kind of privacy in our sympathies with them as though they were a part of ourselves , which strangers knew not - and as if in pub- licly expressing them , we were violating the sanctities of our own souls . We ...
... feel as if there were a kind of privacy in our sympathies with them as though they were a part of ourselves , which strangers knew not - and as if in pub- licly expressing them , we were violating the sanctities of our own souls . We ...
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... feel them . Too often , indeed , are the sim- plicities of nature and the native tendernesses of the soul nipped and chilled by those anxie- ties which lie on them " like an untimely frost . " " The world is too much with us . " We be ...
... feel them . Too often , indeed , are the sim- plicities of nature and the native tendernesses of the soul nipped and chilled by those anxie- ties which lie on them " like an untimely frost . " " The world is too much with us . " We be ...
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Seite 155 - Extort from me. To bow and sue for grace With suppliant knee, and deify his power Who from the terror of this arm so late Doubted his empire - that were low indeed, That were an ignominy...
Seite 56 - The stars of midnight shall be dear To her ; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Seite 56 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower; Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse : and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Seite 155 - What matter where, if I be still the same, And what I should be, all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater?
Seite 78 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale or piny mountain, Or forest, by slow stream or pebbly spring, Or chasms, and watery depths ; all these have vanished ; They live no longer in the faith of reason...
Seite 12 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Seite 56 - I love the Brooks which down their channels fret, Even more than when I tripp'd lightly as they; The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
Seite 55 - Hence, in a season of calm weather, Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Seite 55 - The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest — Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering...
Seite 154 - With solemn touches troubled thoughts, and chase Anguish and doubt and fear and sorrow and pain From mortal or immortal minds.