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The Onyx Ring: With a Biographical Preface (Classic Reprint) John Sterling No preview available - 2018 |
The Onyx Ring: With a Biographical Preface (Classic Reprint) John Sterling No preview available - 2017 |
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Page 117 - ... disembodied friend. With your oaks and pine-trees, ancient brood, Spirits rise above the wizard soil, And with these I rove amid the wood ; Man may dream on earth no less than toil. . . , . Shapes that seem my kindred meet the ken ; Gods and heroes glimmer through the shade ; Ages long gone by from haunts of men Meet me here in rocky dell and glade. There the Muses, touched with gleams of light, Warble yet from yonder hill of trees, And upon the huge and mist-clad height Fancy sage a clear Olympus...
Page xi - Few felt this obligation more deeply than Sterling. " To Coleridge (he wrote to me in 1836) I owe education. He taught me to believe that an empirical philosophy is none, that Faith is the highest Reason, that all criticism, whether of literature, laws, or manners, is blind, without the power of discerning the organic unity of the object.
Page 203 - O for the days when I was young! When I thought that I should ne'er be old, When the songs came a-bubbling off my tongue, And the girl that heard the ballad I sung Never thought if my pocket held copper or gold; O for the days when I was young! And yet in the days when I was young, In the days that now I remember well, Hot words like sparks around I flung, And snatching at honey I often was stung, And what I have lost it's hard to tell; So I would rather be old than young.
Page xvii - ... was such as to estrange him more and more from the theological and ecclesiastical opinions of our Church. "I constantly meditate (he wrote in November, 1836) larger and more connected performances, and of late have been speculating chiefly on the possibility and propriety of at last \ breaking the charmed sleep of English Theology | by a book on the authority of the Scriptures.
Page x - ... the point, this man was calculated to have borne the bell from all competitors. In lucid ingenious talk and logic, in all manner of brilliant utterance and tonguefence, I have hardly known his fellow. So ready lay his store of knowledge round him, so perfect was his ready utterance of the...
Page xx - ... of the good which his society, his correspondence, and the very existence of such a man diffuses through the world. If he did but know the moral and even intellectual influence which he exercises without writing or publishing anything, he would think it quite worth living for, even if he were never to be capable of writing again ! Do, if you have a good opportunity, tell Mrs.
Page xxii - Could we but hear all Nature's voice, From Glowworm up to Sun, 'Twould speak with one concordant sound, "Thy will, O God, be done!" But hark, a sadder, mightier prayer From all men's hearts that live, " Thy will be done in earth and heaven, And Thou my sins forgive!
Page xx - I fear not so much for his bodily state as for his spirits — it is so hard for an active mind like his to reconcile itself to comparative idleness and to what he considers as uselessness, only however from his inability to persuade himself of the whole amount of the good which his society, his correspondence, and the very existence of such a man diffuses through the world. If he did but know the moral and even intellectual influence which he exercises without writing or publishing anything, he...
Page 119 - ... hairs that waving play, Fairest earthly sight for King and Clown, Oriana or Angelica. But in sadder nooks of deeper shade, Forms more subtle lurk from human eye, Each cold Nymph, the rock or fountain's maid, Crowned with leaves that sunbeams never dry. And while on and on I wander, still Passed the plashing streamlet's glance and foam, Hearing oft the wild-bird pipe at will, Still new openings lure me still to roam. In this hollow smooth by May-tree walled, White and breathing now with fragrant...