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... wave of ocean clothing , with varie- gated , everlasting films , the peaks of the trackless mountains , or ministering at cottage doors to every gentlest passion and simplest joy of humanity . - Being thus prepared for us in all ways ...
... wave of ocean clothing , with varie- gated , everlasting films , the peaks of the trackless mountains , or ministering at cottage doors to every gentlest passion and simplest joy of humanity . - Being thus prepared for us in all ways ...
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... wave of the Seine but is associated in my mind with the first rise of the sandstones and forest pines of Fontaine ... waves at Charenton . If there be no hope or association of this kind , and if I cannot deceive myself into fancying ...
... wave of the Seine but is associated in my mind with the first rise of the sandstones and forest pines of Fontaine ... waves at Charenton . If there be no hope or association of this kind , and if I cannot deceive myself into fancying ...
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... wave is far grander than any torrent - but of the sea and its influences we are not now speaking ; and the sea itself , though it can be clear , is never calm , among our shores , in the sense that a mountain lake can be calm . The sea ...
... wave is far grander than any torrent - but of the sea and its influences we are not now speaking ; and the sea itself , though it can be clear , is never calm , among our shores , in the sense that a mountain lake can be calm . The sea ...
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... waves of a wild sea , are drowned one by one in the glory of its burning : watch the white glaciers blaze in their winding paths about the mountains , like mighty serpents with scales of fire : watch the columnar peaks of solitary snow ...
... waves of a wild sea , are drowned one by one in the glory of its burning : watch the white glaciers blaze in their winding paths about the mountains , like mighty serpents with scales of fire : watch the columnar peaks of solitary snow ...
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... waves of the sea foaming out their own shame " ; 1 but it is only the basest writer who cannot speak of the sea without talking of " raging waves , " " remorseless floods , " " ravenous billows , " etc .; and it is one of the signs of ...
... waves of the sea foaming out their own shame " ; 1 but it is only the basest writer who cannot speak of the sea without talking of " raging waves , " " remorseless floods , " " ravenous billows , " etc .; and it is one of the signs of ...
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Page 70 - Where'er you walk, cool gales shall fan the glade; Trees, where you sit, shall crowd into a shade; Where'er you tread, the blushing flowers shall rise, And all things flourish where you turn your eyes.
Page 69 - For ye shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace: the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.
Page xix - Their Superiority in the ART of LANDSCAPE PAINTING to all the Ancient Masters, proved by examples of the True, the Beautiful, and the Intellectual, from the Works of Modern Artists, especially from those of JM Turner, Esq., RA By a GRADUATE of OXFORD.
Page 61 - So, then, we have the three ranks: the man who perceives rightly, because he does not feel, and to whom the primrose is very accurately the primrose, because he does not love it. Then, secondly, the man who perceives wrongly, because he feels, and to whom the primrose is anything else than a primrose: a star, or a sun, or a fairy's shield, or a forsaken maiden.
Page 162 - their bluest veins to kiss" — the shadow as it steals back from them revealing line after line of azure undulation, as a receding tide leaves the waved sand; their capitals rich with interwoven tracery, rooted knots of herbage, and drifting leaves of acanthus and vine, and mystical signs, all beginning and ending in the Cross; and above them, in the broad archivolts, a continuous chain of language and of...
Page 69 - The whole earth is at rest, and is quiet: they break forth into singing. Yea, the fir trees rejoice at thee, and the cedars of Lebanon, saying, Since thou art laid down, no feller is come up against us.
Page 198 - The Seven Lamps" was to show that certain right states of temper and moral feeling were the magic powers by which all good architecture, without exception, had been produced. "The Stones of Venice" had, from beginning to end, no other aim than to show that the Gothic architecture of Venice had arisen out of, and indicated in all its features, a state of pure national faith, and of domestic...
Page 283 - And when thou prayest, thou shalt not be as the hypocrites are: for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and in the corners of the streets, that they may be seen of men.
Page 73 - There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, " She is near, she is near;" And the white rose weeps, " She is late;" The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear;" And the lily whispers,
Page 73 - O come and hear him ! Thou who hast to me Been faithless, hear him, though a lowly creature, One of God's simple children that yet know not The universal Parent, how he sings. As if he wished the firmament of heaven Should listen, and give back to him the voice Of his triumphant constancy and love ; The proclamation that he makes, how far His darkness doth transcend our fickle light...