Critical and Miscellaneous WritingsCarey and Hart, 1848 - 176 Seiten |
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... passion carried in itself a justification for its most fearful ex- cesses . He inspired them with a feeling of diseased curiosity to know the secrets of dark bosoms , while he opened his own perturbed spirit to their gaze . His works ...
... passion carried in itself a justification for its most fearful ex- cesses . He inspired them with a feeling of diseased curiosity to know the secrets of dark bosoms , while he opened his own perturbed spirit to their gaze . His works ...
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... passion , fairies and almost into our own times , and made the ghosts can scarcely be " simple products of nobleness ... passions in a vast solitude , where no object of material beauty disturbs our attention from the august of heavenly ...
... passion , fairies and almost into our own times , and made the ghosts can scarcely be " simple products of nobleness ... passions in a vast solitude , where no object of material beauty disturbs our attention from the august of heavenly ...
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... passion , but because they are , for the most part , confined to the development of single characters ; while in this there is the opposition and death grapple of two beings , each endowed with poignant sensibilities and quenchless ...
... passion , but because they are , for the most part , confined to the development of single characters ; while in this there is the opposition and death grapple of two beings , each endowed with poignant sensibilities and quenchless ...
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... passion , or to show the grandeurs of humanity in that majestic repose which is at once an anticipa- tion and a proof of its eternal destiny ? Is transitory vice - the mere accident of the spe- cies - and those vices too which are the ...
... passion , or to show the grandeurs of humanity in that majestic repose which is at once an anticipa- tion and a proof of its eternal destiny ? Is transitory vice - the mere accident of the spe- cies - and those vices too which are the ...
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... passion , and lofty imagi- nation , had he not been seduced by the admi- ration unhappily lavished on Lord Byron's writings . The feverish strength , the singular blending of good and evil , and the spirit of moral paradox , displayed ...
... passion , and lofty imagi- nation , had he not been seduced by the admi- ration unhappily lavished on Lord Byron's writings . The feverish strength , the singular blending of good and evil , and the spirit of moral paradox , displayed ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
admiration affections amidst appear beauty bill breathe cause character cism common Coriolanus court criticism death deep delight divine earth eloquence eternal excite exhibit exquisite faculties fame fancy favour fear feel friends genius gentle give glory grace grandeur happy heart heaven holy honour hope House House of Commons human Iago images imagination immortal inspired intellectual interest Julius Cæsar justice labour less Lisbon living Lord Lord Byron Lord Eldon Lord Stowell mankind ment mighty mind moral nature ness never Nisi Prius noble noblest objects once Othello passion Pitt poem poet poetical poetry present Queen Mab racter regard rendered Richard Baxter sacred scarcely scene seems sense sentiment Shakspeare solemn soul spirit statute of Anne strange sublime success sweet sympathy taste things thought tion touch tragedy truth virtue Wilberforce William Wilberforce youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 52 - 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 50 - That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this *Faint I, nor mourn nor murmur; other gifts Have followed; for such loss, I would believe, Abundant recompense.
Seite 51 - 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 52 - 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 51 - 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 50 - 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, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Seite 150 - Of depth immeasurable: anon they move In perfect phalanx to the Dorian mood Of flutes and soft recorders...
Seite 53 - No — man is dear to man ; the poorest poor Long for some moments in a weary life When they can know and feel that they have been, Themselves, the fathers and the dealers out Of some small blessings ; have been kind to such As needed kindness; for this single cause, That we have all of us one human heart...
Seite 74 - 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 54 - There shall endure, — existence unexposed To the blind walk of mortal accident ; From diminution safe and weakening age ; While man grows old, and dwindles, and decays ; And countless generations of mankind Depart; and leave no vestige where they trod.