Critical and Miscellaneous Writings of T. Noon Talfourd ...Phillips, Sampson & Company, 1854 - 176 Seiten |
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... friendship too deep and confiding — of many are there for whom poesy has no charm , love which does not shrink at the approach of and who have derived only from romances ill , but looks on tempests and is never shaken , " those glimpses ...
... friendship too deep and confiding — of many are there for whom poesy has no charm , love which does not shrink at the approach of and who have derived only from romances ill , but looks on tempests and is never shaken , " those glimpses ...
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... friends of our child- hood . Was ever the " soul of goodness in things evil " better disclosed , than in the scruples and the dishonesty of Black George , that tenderest of gamekeepers , and truest of thieves ? Did ever health , good ...
... friends of our child- hood . Was ever the " soul of goodness in things evil " better disclosed , than in the scruples and the dishonesty of Black George , that tenderest of gamekeepers , and truest of thieves ? Did ever health , good ...
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... friends we had in common , and of sorrows participated in childhood . The purely sentimental style in which the tales of Mackenzie are written , though deeply felt by the people , has seldom met with due appreciation from the critics ...
... friends we had in common , and of sorrows participated in childhood . The purely sentimental style in which the tales of Mackenzie are written , though deeply felt by the people , has seldom met with due appreciation from the critics ...
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... friendship , disinterested humanity , require no recondite learning , no high imagi- nation , to enable an honest heart to appreciate and feel them . Too often , indeed , are the sim- plicities of nature and the native tendernesses of ...
... friendship , disinterested humanity , require no recondite learning , no high imagi- nation , to enable an honest heart to appreciate and feel them . Too often , indeed , are the sim- plicities of nature and the native tendernesses of ...
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... friend , as she the subject- " most musical , most melan - imagines her arms about her neck , and fancies choly " -with " golden cadences " responsive that her Maria's tears are falling on her bo- to the thoughts . There is a plaintive ...
... friend , as she the subject- " most musical , most melan - imagines her arms about her neck , and fancies choly " -with " golden cadences " responsive that her Maria's tears are falling on her bo- to the thoughts . There is a plaintive ...
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Seite 54 - For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all. — I cannot paint What then I was. 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...
Seite 56 - I tripped 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. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears ; To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
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 155 - Is this the region, this the soil, the clime," Said then the lost Archangel, " this the seat That we must change for Heaven? — this mournful gloom For that celestial light ? Be...
Seite 56 - Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind ; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be ; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering ; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Seite 46 - Still roll ; where all the aspects of misery Predominate; whose strong effects are such As he must bear, being powerless to redress; And that unless above himself he can Erect himself, how poor a thing is man...
Seite 153 - Evil into the mind of God or man May come and go, so unapproved, and leave No spot or blame behind...
Seite 154 - He scarce had ceased, when the superior fiend Was moving toward the shore: his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast; the broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views, At evening, from the top of Fesole, Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
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 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.