Lectures on English Literature: From Chaucer to TennysonJ.B. Lippincott & Company, 1867 - 387 Seiten |
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... passion is dwelling on the silent and senseless paper , how much of wisdom is ready to make its entrance into the mind that is pre- pared to give it welcome . It is mournful to think that the multitudinous oracles should be dumb to us ...
... passion is dwelling on the silent and senseless paper , how much of wisdom is ready to make its entrance into the mind that is pre- pared to give it welcome . It is mournful to think that the multitudinous oracles should be dumb to us ...
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... a moral , spiritual power which man shall do homage to . Ambition , pride , wilfulness , or any * Wordsworth . The Grave of Burns . earthly passion will but distort her being ; she struggles PRINCIPLES OF LITERATURE . 3.
... a moral , spiritual power which man shall do homage to . Ambition , pride , wilfulness , or any * Wordsworth . The Grave of Burns . earthly passion will but distort her being ; she struggles PRINCIPLES OF LITERATURE . 3.
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From Chaucer to Tennyson Henry Reed William Bradford Reed. earthly passion will but distort her being ; she struggles all in vain against a divine appointment , and sinks into more woful servitude , and the primeval curse weighs a ...
From Chaucer to Tennyson Henry Reed William Bradford Reed. earthly passion will but distort her being ; she struggles all in vain against a divine appointment , and sinks into more woful servitude , and the primeval curse weighs a ...
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... Passion is blind , not love ; her wondrous might Informs with three - fold power man's inward sight ; To her deep glance the soul , at large displayed , Shows all its mingled mass of light and shade : Men call her blind when she but ...
... Passion is blind , not love ; her wondrous might Informs with three - fold power man's inward sight ; To her deep glance the soul , at large displayed , Shows all its mingled mass of light and shade : Men call her blind when she but ...
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... passion , and so it gives power to the mind , in making us the better know ourselves and our fellow - beings . But most inadequate are his conceptions of truth , who thinks it has no range beyond the facts and outward things which ...
... passion , and so it gives power to the mind , in making us the better know ourselves and our fellow - beings . But most inadequate are his conceptions of truth , who thinks it has no range beyond the facts and outward things which ...
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Seite 267 - They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs, which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between; But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Seite 307 - Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young heads against their mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows, The young birds are chirping in the nest, The young fawns are playing with the shadows, The young flowers are blowing toward the west But the young, young children, O my brothers, They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in the playtime of the others, In the country of the free.
Seite 314 - Yet, even in the Old Testament, if you listen to David's harp, you shall hear as many hearse-like airs as carols : and the pencil of the Holy Ghost hath laboured more in describing the afflictions of Job than the felicities of Solomon.
Seite 36 - Dreams, books, are each a world ; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good : Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Seite 276 - I see before me the gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low ; And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him ; he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
Seite 116 - WE watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life . Kept heaving to and fro. So silently we...
Seite 207 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Seite 305 - Paradise, and groves Elysian, Fortunate Fields — like those of old Sought in the Atlantic Main, why should they be A history only of departed things, Or a mere fiction of what never was? For the discerning intellect of Man, When wedded to this goodly universe In love and holy passion, shall find these A simple produce of the common day.
Seite 322 - He is made one with Nature: there is heard His voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder to the song of night's sweet bird; He is a presence to be felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone, Spreading itself where'er that Power may move Which has withdrawn his being to its own; Which wields the world with never-wearied love, Sustains it from beneath, and kindles it above.
Seite 224 - Camoens soothed an exile's grief ; The sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow: a glow-worm lamp, It cheered mild Spenser, called from Faery-land To struggle through dark ways; and when a damp Fell round the path of Milton, in his hand The thing became a trumpet ; whence he blew Soul-animating strains — alas, too few...