Critical and Miscellaneous Writings: With Additional Articles Never Before Published in this CountryCarey and Hart, 1848 - 172 Seiten |
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... true , not only of the divine enthusiasm of Flora Mac Ivor of the sweet heroism of Jeannie Deans - of the angelic tenderness and fortitude of Rebecca , but of the puritanic severities and awful zeal of Balfour of Burley , and the yet ...
... true , not only of the divine enthusiasm of Flora Mac Ivor of the sweet heroism of Jeannie Deans - of the angelic tenderness and fortitude of Rebecca , but of the puritanic severities and awful zeal of Balfour of Burley , and the yet ...
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... true poeti- cal genius - much of that which softens , re- fines , and elevates humanity in the works of this author - may be inferred from our remarks on his power of imbodying human character . The gleams of a soft and delicate fancy ...
... true poeti- cal genius - much of that which softens , re- fines , and elevates humanity in the works of this author - may be inferred from our remarks on his power of imbodying human character . The gleams of a soft and delicate fancy ...
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... true , which is ever of more value than hatred or contempt for the evil ! " Caleb Williams , " the earliest , is also the most popular of our author's romances , not because his latter works have been less rich in sentiment and passion ...
... true , which is ever of more value than hatred or contempt for the evil ! " Caleb Williams , " the earliest , is also the most popular of our author's romances , not because his latter works have been less rich in sentiment and passion ...
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... true sweetened by the contemplation of mortality , one ! When we first read it , it seemed as is breathed forth in the gentlest tone . though it had itself the power of alchemy to " Political Justice , " with all the extravagance steal ...
... true sweetened by the contemplation of mortality , one ! When we first read it , it seemed as is breathed forth in the gentlest tone . though it had itself the power of alchemy to " Political Justice , " with all the extravagance steal ...
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... True imagination is , indeed , the deep than the throng of images on his mind ; that eye of the profoundest wisdom . It is opposed he too often confounds us with unnumbered to reason , not in its results , but in its process ; snatches ...
... True imagination is , indeed , the deep than the throng of images on his mind ; that eye of the profoundest wisdom . It is opposed he too often confounds us with unnumbered to reason , not in its results , but in its process ; snatches ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
admiration affections amidst amongst beauty bill breathe cause character Christian church Church of England common court criticism death deep delight divine earth EDINBURGH REVIEW eloquence eternal excitement exhibit faculties faith fame fancy favour fear feel friends genius George Whitfield give glory grace habits happy heart heaven holy honour hope House House of Commons human imagination immortal inspired intellectual interest justice labours learned less living Lord Lord Eldon Lord Stowell Luther mankind ment mighty mind moral nature ness never Nisi Prius noble object once passion Pitt pleasure poet poetry Port-Royal present principles Queen Mab racter regard rendered Richard Baxter sacred scarcely scene seems sense sion slave trade solemn soul spirit statute of Anne strange success sympathy taste things thought tion triumph truth virtue voice Whitfield Wilberforce words Xavier youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 56 - Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind...
Seite 56 - 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 155 - What though the field be lost? All is not lost — the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else not to be overcome That glory never shall his wrath or might Extort from me.
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 - She shall be sportive as the fawn That wild with glee across the lawn, Or up the mountain springs; And her's shall be the breathing balm, And her's the silence and the calm Of mute insensate things. "The floating clouds their state shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
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 55 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence : truths that wake, To perish never...
Seite 55 - The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions, 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 in his breast...
Seite 156 - But Greece and her foundations are Built below the tide of war, Based on the crystalline sea Of thought and its eternity; Her citizens, imperial spirits, Rule the present from the past, On all this world of men inherits Their seal is set.
Seite 50 - There sometimes doth a leaping fish Send through the tarn a lonely cheer; The crags repeat the raven's croak, In symphony austere ; Thither the rainbow comes — the cloud — • And mists that spread the flying shroud ; And sunbeams ; and the sounding blast, That, if it could, would hurry past; But that enormous barrier binds it fast.