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... manner , and by the most striking examples of the same quality in other instances . Poetry , according to Lord Bacon , for this reason , " has something divine in it , because it raises the mind and hurries it into sublimity , by ...
... manner , and by the most striking examples of the same quality in other instances . Poetry , according to Lord Bacon , for this reason , " has something divine in it , because it raises the mind and hurries it into sublimity , by ...
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... manner , the " So I am " of Cordelia , gushes from her heart like a torrent of tears , relieving it of a weight of love and of supposed ingratitude , which had pressed upon it for years . What a fine return of the passion upon itself is ...
... manner , the " So I am " of Cordelia , gushes from her heart like a torrent of tears , relieving it of a weight of love and of supposed ingratitude , which had pressed upon it for years . What a fine return of the passion upon itself is ...
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... manner con- nected with it . But this last is the proper province of the imagination . Again , as it relates to pas- sion , painting gives the event , poetry the progress of events : but it is during the progress , in the interval of ...
... manner con- nected with it . But this last is the proper province of the imagination . Again , as it relates to pas- sion , painting gives the event , poetry the progress of events : but it is during the progress , in the interval of ...
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... manner . It is but fair that the ear should linger on the sounds that delight it , or avail itself of the same brilliant coincidence and unexpected recurrence of syllables , that have been displayed in the invention and collocation of ...
... manner . It is but fair that the ear should linger on the sounds that delight it , or avail itself of the same brilliant coincidence and unexpected recurrence of syllables , that have been displayed in the invention and collocation of ...
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... manners of many men ; and he has brought them all together in his poem . He describes his heroes going to battle with a prodigality of life , arising from an exuberance of animal spirits : we see imagination , and the other of the ...
... manners of many men ; and he has brought them all together in his poem . He describes his heroes going to battle with a prodigality of life , arising from an exuberance of animal spirits : we see imagination , and the other of the ...
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Page 328 - Each spake words of high disdain And insult to his heart's best brother: They parted — ne'er to meet again! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder A dreary sea now flows between ; — But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Page 123 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Page 305 - Great princes' favourites their fair leaves spread But as the marigold at the sun's eye; And in themselves their pride lies buried, For at a frown they in their glory die. The painful warrior famoused for fight, After a thousand victories once foil'd, Is from the book of honour razed quite, And all the rest forgot for which he toil'd.
Page 145 - Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
Page 10 - Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Page 126 - What though the field be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else not to be overcome?
Page 114 - ... devout prayer to that eternal Spirit, who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim, with the hallowed fire of his altar, to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Page 185 - Just earns a scanty pittance, and at night Lies down secure, her heart and pocket light ; She for her humble sphere by nature fit, Has little understanding, and no wit, Receives no praise, but (though her lot be such, Toilsome and indigent) she renders much ; Just knows, and knows no more, her bible true, A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew, And in that charter reads, with sparkling eyes, Her title to a treasure in the skies.
Page 228 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Page 153 - ... In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half -hung, The floors of plaster, and the walls of dung, On once a flock-bed, but repaired with straw, With tape-tied curtains never meant to draw, The George and Garter dangling from that bed Where tawdry yellow strove with dirty red, Great Villiers lies — alas ! how changed from him, That life of pleasure, and that soul of whim ! Gallant and gay, in Cliveden's proud alcove, The bower of wanton Shrewsbury and love ; Or just as gay at council, in a ring...