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... look for a principle , we feel the need of a criterion , of a standard ; and then we say what the work is not , as well as what it is ; and this is as healthy though not as grateful and gracious an operation of the mind as the other ...
... look for a principle , we feel the need of a criterion , of a standard ; and then we say what the work is not , as well as what it is ; and this is as healthy though not as grateful and gracious an operation of the mind as the other ...
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... looks like ignorance , when compared with the whole , yet may promise the whole . Consider that a part implies the whole , as the everlasting No the everlasting Yes , and permit to exist the shadow of your light , the register of your ...
... looks like ignorance , when compared with the whole , yet may promise the whole . Consider that a part implies the whole , as the everlasting No the everlasting Yes , and permit to exist the shadow of your light , the register of your ...
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... look behind a shield for the heart . But , with those of seraphic nature , or so filled with spirit that translation may be near , it seems to hover before or around , announcing or enfold- ing them like a luminous atmosphere . Such an ...
... look behind a shield for the heart . But , with those of seraphic nature , or so filled with spirit that translation may be near , it seems to hover before or around , announcing or enfold- ing them like a luminous atmosphere . Such an ...
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... looks up after a few moments ' silence ) -Pardon , my lord , if I have not fit words to answer you . The flood of your thought has swept over me like music , and like that , for the time , at least , it fills and satisfies . I am ...
... looks up after a few moments ' silence ) -Pardon , my lord , if I have not fit words to answer you . The flood of your thought has swept over me like music , and like that , for the time , at least , it fills and satisfies . I am ...
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... look , it seem'd denied All earthly powers but hers , yet so As if to her breath he did owe This borrow'd life , he thus replied— And shall our love , so far beyond That low and dying appetite , And which so chaste desires unite , Not ...
... look , it seem'd denied All earthly powers but hers , yet so As if to her breath he did owe This borrow'd life , he thus replied— And shall our love , so far beyond That low and dying appetite , And which so chaste desires unite , Not ...
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Page 71 - What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee '! From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from, thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Page 35 - Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart : Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea : Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou travel on life's common way, In cheerful godliness ; and yet thy heart The lowliest duties on herself did lay.
Page 37 - 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...
Page 70 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher, From the earth thou springest, Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Page 73 - Midst others of less note, came one frail Form. A phantom among men; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder is its knell...
Page 87 - A grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear, A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet, no relief, In word, or sigh, or tear O Lady!
Page 74 - Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tresses grew Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew, Vibrated, as the ever-beating heart Shook the weak hand that grasped it; of that crew He came the last, neglected and apart; A herd-abandoned deer struck by the hunter's dart.
Page 74 - A love in desolation masked— a Power Girt round with weakness — it can scarce uplift The weight of the superincumbent hour ; It is a dying lamp, a falling shower, A breaking billow ; — even whilst we speak Is it not broken ? On the withering flower The killing sun smiles brightly ; on a cheek The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break.
Page 88 - To lift the smothering weight from off my breast? It were a vain endeavour, Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west: I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.
Page 75 - The wind, the tempest roaring high, The tumult of a Tropic sky, Might well be dangerous food For him, a Youth to whom was given So much of earth, so much of Heaven, And such impetuous blood.