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... eyes were then familiarized with the horrors which they saw incessantly renewed . But can the soul of a great writer remain torpid when li- berty dawns upon his unfortunate country ? Would Cice- ro and Demosthenes have remained torpid ...
... eyes were then familiarized with the horrors which they saw incessantly renewed . But can the soul of a great writer remain torpid when li- berty dawns upon his unfortunate country ? Would Cice- ro and Demosthenes have remained torpid ...
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... eye had been deceived by withered grass . Under this barren her- bage traces of ancient culture may sometimes be discov- ered . Here are no birds , no labourers , no lowing of cattle , no villages . A few miserably managed farms ap ...
... eye had been deceived by withered grass . Under this barren her- bage traces of ancient culture may sometimes be discov- ered . Here are no birds , no labourers , no lowing of cattle , no villages . A few miserably managed farms ap ...
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... eye of the father of the faithful , ap- pearing as if they would be the first who awoke from their long sleep , and the nearest to Heaven . Though Rome , when internally examined , resembles at present , in a great degree , the ...
... eye of the father of the faithful , ap- pearing as if they would be the first who awoke from their long sleep , and the nearest to Heaven . Though Rome , when internally examined , resembles at present , in a great degree , the ...
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... eyes towards it , no one speaks of it , no one drinks its waters , and the women do not even use it for washing . It steals away between the paltry houses which conceal it , and hastens to precipitate itself into the sea , ashamed of ...
... eyes towards it , no one speaks of it , no one drinks its waters , and the women do not even use it for washing . It steals away between the paltry houses which conceal it , and hastens to precipitate itself into the sea , ashamed of ...
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... eye wanders over an immense extent of country . It conveys , in all respects , the idea of a true retreat for a poet , whom little suffices , and who en- joys so much that does not belong to him— “ spatio brevi spem longam reseces ...
... eye wanders over an immense extent of country . It conveys , in all respects , the idea of a true retreat for a poet , whom little suffices , and who en- joys so much that does not belong to him— “ spatio brevi spem longam reseces ...
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Page 101 - MAN, that is born of a woman, hath but a short time to live, and is full of misery. He cometh up, and is cut down like a flower ; he fleeth as it were a shadow, and never continueth in one stay.
Page 79 - They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand; the gate With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms. Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide. They, hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way.
Page 96 - But I must also feel it as a man: I cannot but remember such things were, That were most precious to me. Did heaven look on, And would not take their part?
Page 77 - From short, (as usual) and disturbed repose, I wake: how happy they who wake no more! Yet that were vain, if dreams infest the grave.
Page 98 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops.
Page 111 - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar; Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war; Check'd by the scoff of Pride, by Envy's frown, And Poverty's unconquerable bar, In life's low vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown...
Page 85 - Sweet harmonist ! and beautiful as sweet ! And young as beautiful ! and soft as young ! And gay as soft ! and innocent as gay ! And happy (if aught happy here) as good ! For Fortune fond, had built her nest on high.
Page 103 - ... the real state of sublunary nature, which partakes of good and evil, joy and sorrow, mingled with endless variety of proportion and innumerable modes of combination; and expressing the course of the world, in which the loss of one is the gain of another...
Page 114 - Oft did the cliffs reverberate the sound Of parted fragments tumbling from on high; And from the summit of that craggy mound The perching eagle oft was heard to cry, Or on resounding wings to shoot athwart the sky.
Page 92 - ... an usurper and a murderer not only odious but despicable, he therefore added drunkenness to his other qualities, knowing that kings love wine like other men, and that wine exerts its natural power upon kings. These are the petty cavils of petty minds; a poet overlooks the casual distinction of country and condition, as a painter, satisfied with the figure, neglects the drapery.