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... play in the pantomime and wear those beautiful things : and can you blame me that at last I hushed her to sleep with the assurance that if she was very good and kept quiet now , perhaps she might do so after all . And though I knew that ...
... play in the pantomime and wear those beautiful things : and can you blame me that at last I hushed her to sleep with the assurance that if she was very good and kept quiet now , perhaps she might do so after all . And though I knew that ...
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... play for whatever fancy the artist may have . We look for perfect drawing accompanied with imaginative power . If the subject happens to be the portrait of some eminent person , we expect a portrait and not a mere likeness . If a ...
... play for whatever fancy the artist may have . We look for perfect drawing accompanied with imaginative power . If the subject happens to be the portrait of some eminent person , we expect a portrait and not a mere likeness . If a ...
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... play to his imagination , never having been near the place ; and in a magazine I recently observed some illustrations of a place with which I was very familiar , but failed to recognize it , though I had again and again sketched the ...
... play to his imagination , never having been near the place ; and in a magazine I recently observed some illustrations of a place with which I was very familiar , but failed to recognize it , though I had again and again sketched the ...
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... light ! Awake , asleep , at work , or play , The sweets of mere existence know , And see God's hand in all we see , And feel His love on all below ! X. Ah ! only when returns again The simple , QUESTION AND ANSWER . 29.
... light ! Awake , asleep , at work , or play , The sweets of mere existence know , And see God's hand in all we see , And feel His love on all below ! X. Ah ! only when returns again The simple , QUESTION AND ANSWER . 29.
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... play , and dammed up the apertures of the steeple , and then raced away merrily with the leaping clangour after it . He felt he must get away from the bells , and hide . Where ? He drew his hat down to his eyebrows , and wandered ...
... play , and dammed up the apertures of the steeple , and then raced away merrily with the leaping clangour after it . He felt he must get away from the bells , and hide . Where ? He drew his hat down to his eyebrows , and wandered ...
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Seite 82 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure : Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain!
Seite 82 - THREE Poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpassed; The next in majesty •, In both the last. The force of Nature could no further go ; To make a third, she joined the former two.
Seite 83 - Changed his hand and check'd his pride. He chose a mournful Muse Soft pity to infuse: He sung Darius great and good, By too severe a fate Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen.
Seite 244 - First follow Nature, and your judgment frame By her just standard, which is still the same: Unerring Nature, still divinely bright, One clear, unchanged, and universal light, Life, force, and beauty, must to all impart, At once the source, and end, and test of Art. Art from that fund each just supply provides; Works without show, and without pomp presides: In some fair body thus th...
Seite 82 - Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in Man. What passion cannot Music raise and quell? When Jubal struck the chorded shell, His listening brethren stood around, And, wondering, on their faces fell To worship that celestial sound. Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well.
Seite 82 - Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell?
Seite 85 - Dim as the borrowed beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wandering travellers, Is reason to the soul; and, as on high Those rolling fires discover but the sky, Not light us here, so reason's glimmering ray Was lent, not to assure our doubtful way, But guide us upward to a better day. And as those nightly tapers disappear, When day's bright lord ascends our hemisphere; So pale grows reason at religion's sight; So dies, and so dissolves in supernatural light.
Seite 82 - The sacred organ's praise ? Notes inspiring holy love, Notes that wing their heavenly ways To mend the choirs above. Orpheus could lead the savage race, And trees uprooted left their place Sequacious of the lyre : But bright Cecilia raised the wonder higher: When to her organ vocal breath was given, An angel heard, and straight appeared — Mistaking earth for heaven...
Seite 108 - IN the ancient town of Bruges, In the quaint old Flemish city, As the evening shades descended, Low and loud and sweetly blended, Low at times and loud at times, And changing like a poet's rhymes, Rang the beautiful wild chimes From the Belfry in the market Of the ancient town of Bruges.
Seite 100 - Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long: And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.