...away, or brings : I could have fancied that the mighty Deep Was even the gentlest of all gentle things. Ah ! then if mine had been the painter's hand To express...to smile; On tranquil land, beneath a sky of bliss. A picture had it been of lasting ease, Elysian quiet, without toil or strife ; No motion but the moving...

...away, or brings : I could have fancied that the mighty deep Was even the gentlest of all gentle things. Ah ! then, if mine had been the painter's hand, To...and the Poet's dream ; I would have planted thee, thon hoary pile ! Amid a world how different from this ! Beside a sea that could not cease to smile...

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...wish to have photographed the feelings, as well as the friends, of the days that were onco ? " All ! then if mine had been the painter's hand, To express...land — The consecration and the poet's dream." I am sure that the fire that would preserve the heart young most come down from heaven ; and Religion,...

...at once an instance and an illustration, he does indeed to all thoughts and to all objects — • add the gleam, The light that never was, on sea or land, The consecration, and the Poet's dream."* I shall select a few examples as most obviously manifesting this faculty ; but if I should ever be fortunate...

...at once an instance and an illustration, he does, indeed, to all thoughts and to all objects — ' Add the gleam, The light that never was on sea or land, The consecration and the poet's dream." ' THE FIRST DOCTORS. PARTIL WE have already seen that the sacerdotal colleges amongst the heithen nations...

...spiritualizing so powerfully the familiar appearances and common facts of earth, adding, as he himself says — "The gleam, The light that never was, on sea or land, The consecration, and the Poet's dream ; " we are tempted to ask, Is this true? is the light real, or only fantastic? Now in this we conceive...

...familiar appearances and common facts of earth, adding, as he himself says— VOL. XLI.— NO. LXXXI. C " The gleam, The light that never was, on sea or land, The consecration, and the Poet's dream;" we are tempted to ask, Is this true, is the light real, or only fantastic ? Now in this we conceive...

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...by cloud or vapors ; — but it is something more than these, something beyond, and over all— • The gleam, The light that never was on sea or land The consecration, and the poet's dream I : Genoa,*. We arrived here late, and I should not write now, weary, weak, sick, and down-spirited as...