The Works of Professor Wilson of the University of Edinburgh: Noctes ambrosianaeW. Blackwood, 1856 |
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... object , scattering light as from a golden urn . That joy a love , now poured upon the object , appears to genius as a perty or nature residing therein , which property or natorth gloriously self - deceived by the divinity it bears , it ...
... object , scattering light as from a golden urn . That joy a love , now poured upon the object , appears to genius as a perty or nature residing therein , which property or natorth gloriously self - deceived by the divinity it bears , it ...
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... objects , to make them alien to the eye . Why ? Because that attempt dissolves the world . It makes that whereon our love , our soul , has rested as on rock - strong Reality , unreal - mere Figured Air ! Shepherd . It would seem ...
... objects , to make them alien to the eye . Why ? Because that attempt dissolves the world . It makes that whereon our love , our soul , has rested as on rock - strong Reality , unreal - mere Figured Air ! Shepherd . It would seem ...
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... objects all the passion , all the delight that they are capable of yielding it . It desires , it cares for nothing more . Hence philosophy and poetry are at war with each other , but they are powers which may belong to the service of ...
... objects all the passion , all the delight that they are capable of yielding it . It desires , it cares for nothing more . Hence philosophy and poetry are at war with each other , but they are powers which may belong to the service of ...
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... objects , so that we remain with the affection , and Him the sole object fitted to it . He is to be all - in - all . The more you approach to total devotion , the more you unite high intellect and high feeling to stable and strong ...
... objects , so that we remain with the affection , and Him the sole object fitted to it . He is to be all - in - all . The more you approach to total devotion , the more you unite high intellect and high feeling to stable and strong ...
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... object in writing for Maga , is the diffusion of knowledge , virtue , and happiness all over the world . What is it to me if the names of my articles are often forgotten , not by a thankless but a rest- less generation , too much agog ...
... object in writing for Maga , is the diffusion of knowledge , virtue , and happiness all over the world . What is it to me if the names of my articles are often forgotten , not by a thankless but a rest- less generation , too much agog ...
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Página 43 - Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own ; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a Mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely Nurse doth all she can To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years...
Página 226 - They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung; Silence was pleased: now glowed the firmament With living sapphires; Hesperus that led The starry host rode brightest, till the moon, Rising in clouded majesty, at length Apparent queen unveiled her peerless light, And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw.
Página 239 - Towards the crescent moon, with grateful heart Called on the lovely wanderer who bestowed That timely light, to share his joyous sport ; And hence, a beaming goddess with her nymphs, Across the lawn and through the darksome grove (Not unaccompanied with tuneful notes By echo multiplied from rock or cave) Swept in the storm of chase, as moon and stars Glance rapidly along the clouded heaven, When winds are blowing strong.
Página 246 - The mother, wi' a woman's wiles, can spy What makes the youth sae bashfu' an' sae grave; Weel pleas'd to think her bairn's respected like the lave, IX 0 happy love! where love like this is found; O heart-felt raptures! bliss beyond compare! I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare, "If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, T is when a youthful, loving, modest pair In other's arms breathe out the tender tale Beneath...
Página 356 - What needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones, The labour of an age in piled stones, Or that his hallowed relics should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of Fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
Página 264 - Doomed for a certain term to walk the night; And, for the day, confined to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes, done in my days of nature, Are burnt and purged away.
Página 238 - In that fair clime, the lonely herdsman, stretched On the soft grass through half a summer's day, With music lulled Iiia indolent repose : And, in some fit of weariness, if he, When his own breath was silent, chanced to hear A distant strain, far sweeter than the sounds...
Página 296 - A stranger yet to pain ? I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Página 242 - Tower Menagerie," containing the natural history of the animals contained in that establishment, with anecdotes of their character and history Shepherd.
Página 333 - Lips, where all day A lover's kiss may play, Yet carry nothing thence away.