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J. Wiley & sons, 1879 - Aesthetics

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Page 198 - The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves, And flamed upon the brazen greaves Of bold Sir Lancelot. A red-cross knight for ever kneel'd To a lady in his shield, That sparkled on the yellow field, Beside remote Shalott.
Page 11 - I look for ghosts ; but none will force Their way to me : 'tis falsely said That there was ever intercourse Between the living and the dead ; For, surely, then I should have sight Of him I wait for day and night, With love and longings infinite.
Page 289 - The first thing which I remember as an event in life, was being taken by my nurse to the brow of Friar's Crag on Derwentwater; the intense joy, mingled with awe, that I had in looking through the hollows in the mossy roots, over the crag, into the dark lake, has associated itself more or less with all twining roots of trees ever since.
Page 303 - To watch the corn grow, and the blossoms set; to draw hard breath over ploughshare or spade; to read, to think, to love, to hope, to pray — these are the things that make men happy; they have always had the power of doing these, and they never will have power to do more.
Page 156 - There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Page 166 - 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...
Page 52 - Simon Peter saith unto them, I go a fishing. They say unto him, We also go with thee. They went forth, and entered into a ship immediately; and that night they caught nothing.
Page 252 - On the whole, these are much sadder ages than the early ones; not sadder in a noble and deep way, but in a dim wearied way — the way of ennui, and jaded intellect, and uncomfortableness of soul and body.
Page 13 - Such faults may be said to be the ebullitions of genius; but at least he had this merit, that he never was insipid; and whatever passion his works may excite, they will always escape contempt. "What I have had under consideration is the sublimest style, particularly that of Michae.1 Angelo, the Homer of painting.
Page 199 - At length the freshening western blast Aside the shroud of battle cast; And, first, the ridge of mingled spears Above the brightening cloud appears; And in the smoke the pennons flew , As in the storm the white sea-mew.

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