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Page 125
... the heavens , in its sadness calmer yet . Too wise and rich a nature he , too
intelligent of the teachings of earth and heaven to be a stoic , but too
comprehensive , too poetic , to be swayed , though he might be moved , by
chance or passion .
... the heavens , in its sadness calmer yet . Too wise and rich a nature he , too
intelligent of the teachings of earth and heaven to be a stoic , but too
comprehensive , too poetic , to be swayed , though he might be moved , by
chance or passion .
Page 133
She also would have given its expression to the unintelligent , broken - hearted , I
cannot go on foot . The body - yes , that temple could be so deserted by its god ,
that men could call it so ! That form so instinct with rich gifts , that baseness and ...
She also would have given its expression to the unintelligent , broken - hearted , I
cannot go on foot . The body - yes , that temple could be so deserted by its god ,
that men could call it so ! That form so instinct with rich gifts , that baseness and ...
Page 143
In Lady Jane Grey , though this again is too garrulous , the picture of the princess
at tho begin . ping is fine , as she sits in the antique casement of the rich old room
. The lights through the painted glass Fall with fondest brightness o'er the form ...
In Lady Jane Grey , though this again is too garrulous , the picture of the princess
at tho begin . ping is fine , as she sits in the antique casement of the rich old room
. The lights through the painted glass Fall with fondest brightness o'er the form ...
Page 165
L. Ah , no ! it was happy , it was rich . A. Very well then , let us drink the bitter with
as good a grace as the sweet , and for to - night talk no more of ourselves . L. To
talk then of those other , better solves , the poets . I can well understand that ...
L. Ah , no ! it was happy , it was rich . A. Very well then , let us drink the bitter with
as good a grace as the sweet , and for to - night talk no more of ourselves . L. To
talk then of those other , better solves , the poets . I can well understand that ...
Page 169
Can the poet at any time , like the stupid rich man , say to his soul , “ Eat , drink ,
and be merry . ” No , he must ever say to his fellow man , as Menelaus to his
kingly brother , " Shall my affairs Go pleasantly , while thino are full of woe ?
Can the poet at any time , like the stupid rich man , say to his soul , “ Eat , drink ,
and be merry . ” No , he must ever say to his fellow man , as Menelaus to his
kingly brother , " Shall my affairs Go pleasantly , while thino are full of woe ?
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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.