Lectures on the British Poets, 1 tomas

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J.B. Lippincott, 1860
 

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261 psl. - great should be,— Enlarged winds, that curl the flood, Know no such liberty. <{ Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet take That for a hermitage. If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
223 psl. - that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills, and they To Heaven. Their martyred blood and ashes sow O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundredfold, who, having learned thy way ; Early may fly the Babylonian wo.
39 psl. - is ours; We have given our hearts away,—a sordid boon! This sea, that bares her bosom to the moon,— The winds, that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers,— For this, for every thing, we are out of tune; It moves us not. Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled
236 psl. - Thy soul was like a star, and dwelt apart; Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea; Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free : So didst thou travel on life's common way In cheerful godliness, and yet thy heart The lowliest duties on herself did lay.
74 psl. - I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy,— The sleepless soul that perished in his pride Of him who walked in glory and in joy, Following his plough, along the mountain-side. By our own spirits are we deified : We poets in our youth begin in gladness ; But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.
186 psl. - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry ; On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily; Merrily, merrily shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
220 psl. - England :—"Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself, like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks. Methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full midday beam, purging and unsealing her long-abused sight at the fountain itself of heavenly radiance/
198 psl. - Alas !—alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once, And He that might the vantage best have took Pound out the remedy. How would you be If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are ? Oh, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
290 psl. - Some of their chiefs were princes of the land: In the first rank of these did Zimri stand ; A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong j Was every thing by
59 psl. - Whatever the theme, the maiden sang As if her song could have no ending : I saw her singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending : I listened, motionless and still; And, when I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore Long after it was heard no more.

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