The Recreations of Christopher North, Volumen2William Blackwood & sons, 1842 |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 47
Página 4
... rest . " His eyes are dazzled no more with insufferable light — no more his ears tingle with music too exquisite to be borne - no more his touch is transport . The scents of nature , stealing from the balmy mouths of lilies and roses ...
... rest . " His eyes are dazzled no more with insufferable light — no more his ears tingle with music too exquisite to be borne - no more his touch is transport . The scents of nature , stealing from the balmy mouths of lilies and roses ...
Página 42
... rest to be long- ing for the motion already beginning to rustle by fits along the silvan shores . Perhaps a deer or two - but we have opened a corner of the fringed curtains of our eyes - the idea is gone - and Turner or Thomson must ...
... rest to be long- ing for the motion already beginning to rustle by fits along the silvan shores . Perhaps a deer or two - but we have opened a corner of the fringed curtains of our eyes - the idea is gone - and Turner or Thomson must ...
Página 44
... rest the work of high but not superior hands . Imagination , who limns in air , has none of those difficul- ties to contend with that always beset , and often baffle , artists in oils or waters . At a breath she can modify , alter ...
... rest the work of high but not superior hands . Imagination , who limns in air , has none of those difficul- ties to contend with that always beset , and often baffle , artists in oils or waters . At a breath she can modify , alter ...
Página 52
... rest , nay , dash the dust from her hand that she has gathered from the burial - place to strew on her head ; but Youth sees flowery fields and shining rivers far - stretching be- fore her path , and cannot imagine for a moment that ...
... rest , nay , dash the dust from her hand that she has gathered from the burial - place to strew on her head ; but Youth sees flowery fields and shining rivers far - stretching be- fore her path , and cannot imagine for a moment that ...
Página 54
... rest , or for religion , where as kings we may reign , as priests minister , as saints adore . We do not deny , excellent youth , that to your eyes and ears beautiful and sublime are the sights and sounds of Nature — and of Art her ...
... rest , or for religion , where as kings we may reign , as priests minister , as saints adore . We do not deny , excellent youth , that to your eyes and ears beautiful and sublime are the sights and sounds of Nature — and of Art her ...
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
Términos y frases comunes
Adam Morrison awful bagpipe beauty beneath Black Loch blessing bosom braes breath bright Brown Bess Christian Christopher Christopher North cliffs clouds creatures Cruachan Dalmally daugh death delight divine Dr Johnson dream earth embued eyes face fear feel feet felt Flora flowers genius glen Glenlivet Gleno gloom glory green greensward Hamish hand happy head hear heard heart heather heaven Highland hills holy hour human imagination inspired light living Loch Loch Awe Logan look May-day mercy moor moral MOUNT PLEASANT mountains nature never night O'Bronte once Ossian passion piety poet poetry Ranald religion round sacred Scotland seemed seen shadow shepherd silent silvan sing sitting smile snow song soul spirit stars sublime sugh sweet thee thou thought touch tree uncon voice whole wild wind Windermere wings wonder woods words
Pasajes populares
Página 382 - These are they which were not defiled with women; for they are virgins; these are they which follow the Lamb whithersoever he goeth. These were redeemed from among men, being the first-fruits unto God and to the Lamb.
Página 235 - The Lord giveth, and the Lord ' taketh away ; blessed be the name of the Lord.
Página 59 - The fig-tree, not that kind for fruit renown'd, But such as, at this day, to Indians known, In Malabar or Decan spreads her arms, Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillar'd shade, High overarch'd, and echoing walks between...
Página 134 - That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth, And yet are on't ? Live you ? or are you aught That man may question ? You seem to understand me, By each at once her choppy finger laying Upon her skinny lips.
Página 381 - Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, Yet will I fear none ill ; For thou art with me ; and thy rod And staff me comfort still.
Página 344 - In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call Earth, and, with low-thoughted care.
Página 354 - So still an image of tranquillity, So calm and still, and looked so beautiful Amid the uneasy thoughts which filled my mind...
Página 328 - The essence of poetry is invention ; such invention as, by producing something unexpected, surprises and delights. The topics of devotion are few, and being few are universally known ; but few as they are, they can be made no more ; they can receive no grace from novelty of sentiment, and very little from novelty of expression.
Página 27 - ... starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills. In him the savage virtue of the race, Revenge, and all ferocious thoughts were dead Nor did he change ; but kept in lofty place The wisdom which adversity had bred. Glad were the vales, and every cottage hearth ; The shepherd lord was honoured more and more ; And, ages after he was laid in earth, "The good Lord Clifford
Página 27 - Bear me to the heart of France Is the longing of the shield — Tell thy name, thou trembling field! Field of death, where'er thou be, Groan thou with our victory! Happy day, and mighty hour, When our shepherd, in his power, Mailed and horsed with lance and sword, To his ancestors restored, Like a re-appearing star, Like a glory from afar, First shall head the flock of war!