The Poetry of LifeLangley, 1845 - 184 psl. |
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... winds have scattered . We behold the imperishable materials of the natural world collected together , shaped out and ... wind , or lies becalmed upon a quiet shore . Even the simplest or rudest vessels floating on the surface of the ...
... winds have scattered . We behold the imperishable materials of the natural world collected together , shaped out and ... wind , or lies becalmed upon a quiet shore . Even the simplest or rudest vessels floating on the surface of the ...
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... winds are sleeping , and the ture is easily drawn - and fatal to the poet's waves at rest , except on the near voyage of song would be the first view of the interior the blue expanse , where a gentle murmur , of any one of those gallant ...
... winds are sleeping , and the ture is easily drawn - and fatal to the poet's waves at rest , except on the near voyage of song would be the first view of the interior the blue expanse , where a gentle murmur , of any one of those gallant ...
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... wind — in the thousand , thousand little stars of beauty looking forth like eyes , with no eye to look again ; or cups that seem formed to catch the dew drops ; or spiral pyramids or of varied hue shooting up from leafy beds , and ...
... wind — in the thousand , thousand little stars of beauty looking forth like eyes , with no eye to look again ; or cups that seem formed to catch the dew drops ; or spiral pyramids or of varied hue shooting up from leafy beds , and ...
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... wind ; and the moun- tain pine , shaking off the frosty spangles from his boughs , for one moment quails be- fore the fury of the thundering tempest , and then stands erect again upon the craggy steep , where his forefathers have stood ...
... wind ; and the moun- tain pine , shaking off the frosty spangles from his boughs , for one moment quails be- fore the fury of the thundering tempest , and then stands erect again upon the craggy steep , where his forefathers have stood ...
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... winds , have left it for our warning , an emblem of fallen majesty - its once sturdy boughs no sooner attacked by the worm of destruction within , than assailed , and torn , and broken by the merciless blast without . Striking and ...
... winds , have left it for our warning , an emblem of fallen majesty - its once sturdy boughs no sooner attacked by the worm of destruction within , than assailed , and torn , and broken by the merciless blast without . Striking and ...
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admiration affections amongst animal asso associations Balaam beauty behold beneath birds blessed bosom capable character charm cherub colour dark deep delight earth enjoyment eternal evil exis faculty familiar familiar spirits flowers genius glory grief hand happiness harmony hath heart heaven hope human ideas imagination impressions influence innu intel intellectual Jephthah labour language less light listen living look Lord Lord Byron majesty mankind marble beauties melancholy melody ment mind moon moral mountain mysterious nature ness never night object pain painting passions pathos peculiar perceptions Philistines picture pleasure poet poetic feeling poetry principle PROSPERO racter refined rience Saul scene shadow silent Sisera smile soul sound speak spirit sublime suffering sweet tain taste tence tenderness thee things thou thought tion trees truth tural ture uncon unto voice wandering weary wild wind wings woman words
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83 psl. - The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
158 psl. - gainst my fury • Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, • And they shall be themselves.
182 psl. - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
159 psl. - And twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt; the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake, and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd, and let 'em forth By my so potent art.
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129 psl. - And it came to pass, when he saw her, that he rent his clothes, and said, Alas, my daughter! thou hast brought me very low, and thou art one of them that trouble me: for I have opened my mouth unto the LORD, and I cannot go back.
134 psl. - And Rizpah the daughter of Aiah took sackcloth, and spread it for her upon the rock, from the beginning of harvest until water dropped upon them out of heaven, and suffered neither the birds of the air to rest on them by day, nor the beasts of the field by night.
85 psl. - There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song.
158 psl. - These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this unsubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind.