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... gift . Raphael has lifted the transfigured Saviour only a little way from the ground ; but in the forms and expression of the feet , you see that , though they may walk there again , they would tread far more naturally a more delicate ...
... gift . Raphael has lifted the transfigured Saviour only a little way from the ground ; but in the forms and expression of the feet , you see that , though they may walk there again , they would tread far more naturally a more delicate ...
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... gifts of grace ; as- " Heart in pilgrimage ; " " A kind of tune , which all things hear and fear . " Something understood . " 44 In your likenesses , you sometimes appear to quibble in a way unworthy the subject . George H. - It is the ...
... gifts of grace ; as- " Heart in pilgrimage ; " " A kind of tune , which all things hear and fear . " Something understood . " 44 In your likenesses , you sometimes appear to quibble in a way unworthy the subject . George H. - It is the ...
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... gifts . We cannot speak worthily of the books before us . They have been , as they will be , our friends and teachers , but to express with any justice what they are to us , or our idea of what they are to the world at large - to make ...
... gifts . We cannot speak worthily of the books before us . They have been , as they will be , our friends and teachers , but to express with any justice what they are to us , or our idea of what they are to the world at large - to make ...
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... gifts which should have made a world thine own , intoxicated with thy lyric enthusiasm and thick - coming fancies , adoring Nature goddess , yet misinterpreting her oracles , cut off from life just as thou wert beginning to read it ...
... gifts which should have made a world thine own , intoxicated with thy lyric enthusiasm and thick - coming fancies , adoring Nature goddess , yet misinterpreting her oracles , cut off from life just as thou wert beginning to read it ...
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... gift of gifts Dearest to woman , which deflowering Time , Slow ravisher , from clenchedest fingers wrings , My corporal beauty would I barter now For such an antic and exulting spirit As lives in lively women . Your grave , and wise ...
... gift of gifts Dearest to woman , which deflowering Time , Slow ravisher , from clenchedest fingers wrings , My corporal beauty would I barter now For such an antic and exulting spirit As lives in lively women . Your grave , and wise ...
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Page 81 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
Page 103 - The primal duties shine aloft — like stars ; The charities that soothe, and heal, and bless, Are scattered at the feet of Man — like flowers.
Page 85 - The wind, the tempest roaring high, The tumult of a Tropic sky, Might well be dangerous food For him, a Youth to whom was given So much of earth, so much of Heaven, And such impetuous blood.
Page 255 - Who comprehends his trust, and to the same Keeps faithful with a singleness of aim; And...
Page 81 - Like a poet hidden in the light of thought, singing hymns unbidden till the world is wrought to sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not.
Page 33 - Veritate, in my hand, and, kneeling on my knees, devoutly said these words: — ' ' O thou eternal God, Author of the light which now shines upon me, and Giver of all inward illuminations, I do beseech Thee, of Thy infinite goodness, to pardon a greater request than a sinner ought to make ; I am not satisfied enough whether I shall publish this book, De Veritate; if it be for Thy glory, I beseech Thee give me some sign from heaven ; if not, I shall suppress it.
Page 335 - Walked of yore the Master-Singers, chanting rude poetic strains. From remote and sunless suburbs came they to the friendly guild, Building nests in Fame's great temple, as in spouts the swallows build.
Page 97 - All this long eve, so balmy and serene, Have I been gazing on the western sky, And its peculiar tint of yellow green : And still I gaze — and with how blank an eye...
Page 83 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear: If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.
Page 167 - ... service with unceasing care, The mind's least generous wish a mendicant For nought but what thy happiness could spare. Speak — though this soft warm heart, once free to hold A thousand tender pleasures, thine and mine, Be left more desolate, more dreary cold Than a forsaken bird's-nest filled with snow 'Mid its own bush of leafless eglantine — Speak, that my torturing doubts their end may know ! TO BR HAYDON, ON SEEING HIS PICTURE OF NAPOLEON BUONAPARTE ON THE ISLAND OF ST.