Our Great Writers, Or, Popular Chapters on Some Leading AuthorsE. Stock, 1884 - 275 páginas |
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... fear and a hurtful prejudice which makes us unwilling to have Nature's as well as the Bible's exposition of God . Let us regard Athens and Jerusalem as two great original lights ( of different kinds ) still shining on the world . In ...
... fear and a hurtful prejudice which makes us unwilling to have Nature's as well as the Bible's exposition of God . Let us regard Athens and Jerusalem as two great original lights ( of different kinds ) still shining on the world . In ...
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... subjection and of sick routine . " " It is possible , therefore , that our wise practical people may fear poetry too much . They have a good deal to say about their preference for ' plain facts and sober realities , 18 OUR GREAT WRITERS .
... subjection and of sick routine . " " It is possible , therefore , that our wise practical people may fear poetry too much . They have a good deal to say about their preference for ' plain facts and sober realities , 18 OUR GREAT WRITERS .
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... fears ; he would teach him to have ' none awe ' ' In such case of the archedeacon's curse , Unless a manës soul were in his purse ; For in his purse he should ÿ punished be . " Purse is the archedeacon's hell , " quoth he . ' Though ...
... fears ; he would teach him to have ' none awe ' ' In such case of the archedeacon's curse , Unless a manës soul were in his purse ; For in his purse he should ÿ punished be . " Purse is the archedeacon's hell , " quoth he . ' Though ...
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... son should seek to bring punishment on his father's murderer is not necessarily a bad revenge , but such as may spring from a sense of duty and the fear of God . The irrepressible horror of murder which 62 OUR GREAT WRITERS .
... son should seek to bring punishment on his father's murderer is not necessarily a bad revenge , but such as may spring from a sense of duty and the fear of God . The irrepressible horror of murder which 62 OUR GREAT WRITERS .
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Samuel Andrews (M.A.). fear of God . The irrepressible horror of murder which even inanimate nature seems to express , is sanctioned by conscience and by our highest ideas of morality ; nor was the Divine law of returning good for evil ...
Samuel Andrews (M.A.). fear of God . The irrepressible horror of murder which even inanimate nature seems to express , is sanctioned by conscience and by our highest ideas of morality ; nor was the Divine law of returning good for evil ...
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admiration Arminian atheism beautiful better blank verse Burns Burns's Carlyle character Chaucer Christian Church culture death delightful divine doubt doubtless Dublin earnest England English epic evil expression eyes fact faith fancy father fear feeling felt genius give Goldsmith greatest Hamlet hear heart heaven highest honour Hugh Miller human humour Ireland Irish Johnson kind knew lady learned less light literary literature live London Long Parliament Lycidas Milton mind moral nation nature never noble Paradise Lost passage passion phantom called poem poet poetic poetry poor Puritan religion satire scene seems sense sentiment Shakespeare Shandy Shelley Shelley's song soul spirit Stella Sterne Sterne's strange sublime sweet Swift Tennyson Thackeray thee things thou thought tion Tristram Shandy true truth uncle Uncle Toby verse wonderful words writing written wrote Yorick young youth
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Página 246 - Perplext in faith, but pure in deeds, At last he beat his music out. There lives more faith in honest doubt, Believe me, than in half the creeds.
Página 194 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay — There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew: Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Página 49 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves ; And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, When he comes back...
Página 109 - Others apart sat on a hill retired, In thoughts more elevate, and reason'd high Of providence, foreknowledge, will, and fate, Fix'd fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute, And found no end, in wandering mazes lost.
Página 141 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha, for Scotland's King and Law, Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Free-man stand, or Free-man fa', Let him on wi
Página 97 - I was confirmed in this opinion, that he who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things, ought himself to be a true poem...
Página 52 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Página 251 - And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd the psalm to wintry skies, Who built him fanes of fruitless prayer, Who trusted God was love indeed And love Creation's final law Tho...
Página 103 - Enow of such as for their bellies' sake, Creep and intrude, and climb into the fold? Of other care they little reckoning make, Than how to scramble at the shearers' feast, And shove away the worthy bidden guest; Blind mouths!
Página 216 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven, Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.