Essays critical and imaginativeBlackwood, 1857 |
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... hear him singing , we think that we see him suffering ! " Most musical , most melancholy , " he often is , even in his merri- ment ! In him , alas ! the transports of inspiration are but too closely allied with reality's kindred agonies ...
... hear him singing , we think that we see him suffering ! " Most musical , most melancholy , " he often is , even in his merri- ment ! In him , alas ! the transports of inspiration are but too closely allied with reality's kindred agonies ...
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... never grows obsolete ; and at the same passage you hear the child sobbing at the knee of her grandame whose old eyes are somewhat dimmer than usual with a haze that seems almost to be of tears THE GENIUS AND CHARACTER OF BURNS . 5.
... never grows obsolete ; and at the same passage you hear the child sobbing at the knee of her grandame whose old eyes are somewhat dimmer than usual with a haze that seems almost to be of tears THE GENIUS AND CHARACTER OF BURNS . 5.
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... Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? " . He wrote them all down just as they now are , in their immortal beauty , and gave them to his wife . Jealousy may be felt even of the dead . But such sorrow as this the more endeared ...
... Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? " . He wrote them all down just as they now are , in their immortal beauty , and gave them to his wife . Jealousy may be felt even of the dead . But such sorrow as this the more endeared ...
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... hear from supernatural lips , but not till his spirit had long been gazing , and long been listening to one commissioned by the " genius of the land , " to stand a Vision before her chosen poet in his hut . Reconcile her entrance to our ...
... hear from supernatural lips , but not till his spirit had long been gazing , and long been listening to one commissioned by the " genius of the land , " to stand a Vision before her chosen poet in his hut . Reconcile her entrance to our ...
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... hear him exulting in the con- sciousness of his own genius , and pouring out his anticipa- tions in verses so full of force and fire , that of themselves they privilege him to declare himself a Poet after Scotland's own heart . Not even ...
... hear him exulting in the con- sciousness of his own genius , and pouring out his anticipa- tions in verses so full of force and fire , that of themselves they privilege him to declare himself a Poet after Scotland's own heart . Not even ...
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Allan Cunningham Ambleside auld ballad bard beautiful believe better breast breath Burns's called character charm Christabel clouds Coleridge Colonsay Cottar's Saturday Night dear death delight dream Dumfries earth Ellisland evil eyes face fair fancy fear feel felt frae gauger genius George Thomson Grasmere hand happy head hear heard heart heaven Hector Macneil honour hope hour human imagination inspired knew labour lady Lars Porsena lictors light living look Mauchline mind morning Mossgiel nature never noble o'er once passion perhaps pity poem poet poet's poetical poetry poor pride racter Robert Burns round Scotland Scottish seems Shanter Shuffler sing smile song soul spirit strong sweet tears tell tender thee things Thomson thou thought tion truth verse virtue voice walk whole Whyles wild wonder words Young Poets youth
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299 psl. - O Lady! we receive but what we give, And in our life alone does Nature live: Ours is her wedding garment, ours her shroud! And would we aught behold, of higher worth, Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless ever-anxious crowd, Ah! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth— And from the soul itself must there be sent A sweet and potent voice, of its own birth, Of all sweet sounds the life and element!
297 psl. - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
341 psl. - Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide wide sea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony.
336 psl. - The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — ' The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast.
335 psl. - The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din.
33 psl. - Compared with this, how poor religion's pride, In all the pomp of method, and of art, When men display to congregations wide Devotion's every grace, except the heart!
337 psl. - And now the Storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong: He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. "'With sloping masts and dipping prow As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled.
340 psl. - The very deep did rot : O Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. " About, about, in reel and rout, The death-fires danced at night ; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue and white.
342 psl. - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
340 psl. - With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood! I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, And cried, A sail ! a sail...