Literary Essays, Volume 4Houghton, Mifflin, 1890 - English literature |
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... lines , ( " The light that never was on land or sea , " ) was due to Gray's " Orient hues unborrowed of the sun . " I believe it has not been noticed that among the verses in Gray's " Fleece " was published in 1753 , both in 4 POPE.
... lines , ( " The light that never was on land or sea , " ) was due to Gray's " Orient hues unborrowed of the sun . " I believe it has not been noticed that among the verses in Gray's " Fleece " was published in 1753 , both in 4 POPE.
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... light militia of the lower sky ; These , though unseen , are ever on the wing , Hang o'er the box and hover round the ring . As now your own our beings were of old , And once enclosed in woman's beauteous mould ; Think not , when ...
... light militia of the lower sky ; These , though unseen , are ever on the wing , Hang o'er the box and hover round the ring . As now your own our beings were of old , And once enclosed in woman's beauteous mould ; Think not , when ...
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... in more strong , more beautiful , or more uncommon lights . " I think he has here touched exactly the point of Pope's merit , and , in doing so , tacitly excludes him from the position of poet , in the highest sense . Take 46 POPE.
... in more strong , more beautiful , or more uncommon lights . " I think he has here touched exactly the point of Pope's merit , and , in doing so , tacitly excludes him from the position of poet , in the highest sense . Take 46 POPE.
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... light . It is creditable to the Dean that the letters which Pope addressed to him are by far the most simple and straightforward of any that he wrote . No sham could encounter those terrible eyes in Dublin without wincing . I think , on ...
... light . It is creditable to the Dean that the letters which Pope addressed to him are by far the most simple and straightforward of any that he wrote . No sham could encounter those terrible eyes in Dublin without wincing . I think , on ...
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... light had been scenical and illusory , the world an unreal thing that vanished with the foot - lights . It is the power of catching the actors in great events at unawares that makes the glimpses given us by contemporaries so vivid and ...
... light had been scenical and illusory , the world an unreal thing that vanished with the foot - lights . It is the power of catching the actors in great events at unawares that makes the glimpses given us by contemporaries so vivid and ...
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Page 45 - Dreading e'en fools, by flatterers besieged, And so obliging, that he ne'er obliged; Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and Templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers load, On wings of winds came flying...
Page 39 - Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurled, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
Page 45 - Peace to all such! But were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please. And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne; View him with scornful, yev with jealous eyes.
Page 40 - But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Page 41 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent; Spreads undivided, operates unspent! Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect in vile Man that mourns, As the rapt Seraph that adores and burns; To him no high, no low, no great, no...
Page 203 - For the invisible things of him from the creation of the world are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even his eternal power and Godhead : so that they are without excuse. Because that, when they knew God, they glorified him not as God, neither were thankful, but became vain in their imaginations, and their foolish heart was darkened : professing themselves to be wise, they became fools.
Page 85 - Lastly, I should not choose this manner of writing, wherein knowing myself inferior to myself, led by the genial power of nature to another task, I have the use, as I may account, but of my left hand.
Page 203 - Wherefore the law was our schoolmaster to bring us unto Christ, that we might be justified by faith.
Page 41 - Wait the great teacher Death, and God adore. What future bliss he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest. The soul, uneasy and confined, from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Page 334 - How oft do they their silver bowers leave To come to succour us, that succour want ! How oft do they with golden pinions cleave The flitting skies, like flying pursuivant, Against foul fiends to aid us militant ! They for us fight, they watch and duly ward, And their bright squadrons round about us plant, And all for love, and nothing for reward : Oh, why should heavenly God to men have such regard ?1 This agrees with what is recorded of St.