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... beauty more and more . The highest efforts of the greatest actors , even of Garrick himself delivering the poetry of Shakspeare , never produced a more immediate and inspir- ing effect than this rapid burst of genius . " — p . 114 . We ...
... beauty more and more . The highest efforts of the greatest actors , even of Garrick himself delivering the poetry of Shakspeare , never produced a more immediate and inspir- ing effect than this rapid burst of genius . " — p . 114 . We ...
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... beauty , breathing wrathful fire , In all the grandeur of celestial ire , Once more thine own , th ' immortal archer's form , Sheds radiance round , with more than being warm ! Oh ! who could view , nor deem that perfect frame , A ...
... beauty , breathing wrathful fire , In all the grandeur of celestial ire , Once more thine own , th ' immortal archer's form , Sheds radiance round , with more than being warm ! Oh ! who could view , nor deem that perfect frame , A ...
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... beauty ; but , in general , the poet holds on his course in unvarying feebleness . What else can we expect from one who thinks so well of himself , and so iH of the public . We proceed to the second division . " It is in an allegorical ...
... beauty ; but , in general , the poet holds on his course in unvarying feebleness . What else can we expect from one who thinks so well of himself , and so iH of the public . We proceed to the second division . " It is in an allegorical ...
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... beauty , Sir Arthur observed a human figure on the beach advancing to meet them . ' Thank God , ' he exclaimed , we shall get round Halket- head ! that fellow must have passed it ; thus giving vent to the feeling of hope , though he had ...
... beauty , Sir Arthur observed a human figure on the beach advancing to meet them . ' Thank God , ' he exclaimed , we shall get round Halket- head ! that fellow must have passed it ; thus giving vent to the feeling of hope , though he had ...
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... beauty , not consume , To pensive joy the gaze more frequent calls ; — And sweetest charms the foliage , -when it falls . " The sonnets on Switzerland breathe the spirit of freedom , and are worth a whole volume of French Revolutionary ...
... beauty , not consume , To pensive joy the gaze more frequent calls ; — And sweetest charms the foliage , -when it falls . " The sonnets on Switzerland breathe the spirit of freedom , and are worth a whole volume of French Revolutionary ...
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Página 23 - mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river.
Página 22 - The Author continued for about three hours in a profound sleep, at least of the external senses, during which time he has the most vivid confidence, that he could not have composed less than from two to three hundred lines...
Página 19 - The night is chill; the forest bare; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Página 24 - But yester-night I prayed aloud In anguish and in agony, Up-starting from the fiendish crowd Of shapes and thoughts that tortured me : A lurid light, a trampling throng, Sense of intolerable wrong, And whom I scorned, those only strong!
Página 20 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Página 286 - Concerning Jesus of Nazareth, which was a prophet mighty in deed and word before God and all the people: And how the chief priests and our rulers delivered him to be condemned to death, and have crucified him.
Página 358 - Come as the winds come, when Forests are rended ; Come as the waves come, when Navies are stranded : Faster come, faster come, Faster and faster, Chief, vassal, page, and groom, Tenant and master.
Página 20 - But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — 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.
Página 20 - tis pretty to force together Thoughts so all unlike each other ; ' To mutter and mock a broken charm, To dally with wrong that does no harm. Perhaps 'tis tender too and pretty At each wild word to feel within A sweet recoil of love and pity.
Página 22 - A snake's small eye blinks dull and shy, And the lady's eyes they shrunk in her head; Each shrunk up to a serpent's eye...