Poets. French revolutionists. NovelistsJ. Hogg, 1856 |
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... flower - pot , as Shak- spere in a single sketch . A sketch seeks to draw , at least , an outline of a whole . From a lecture , so much is not necessarily ex- pected . VOL I. - B large and swelling term - poet ? I answer , the greatest ...
... flower - pot , as Shak- spere in a single sketch . A sketch seeks to draw , at least , an outline of a whole . From a lecture , so much is not necessarily ex- pected . VOL I. - B large and swelling term - poet ? I answer , the greatest ...
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... Flowers of all hues- Hot lavender , mints , savory , marjoram , The marigold that goes to bed with the sun , And with him rises weeping ; daffodils That come before the swallow dares , and take dim , The winds of March with beauty ...
... Flowers of all hues- Hot lavender , mints , savory , marjoram , The marigold that goes to bed with the sun , And with him rises weeping ; daffodils That come before the swallow dares , and take dim , The winds of March with beauty ...
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... flowers , sinks into her pool Mountain . " One critic mounted on a of death - a pool which might again and ladder to get a nearer view of the pheno- again have been replenished from the menon . Another peered at him through tears which ...
... flowers , sinks into her pool Mountain . " One critic mounted on a of death - a pool which might again and ladder to get a nearer view of the pheno- again have been replenished from the menon . Another peered at him through tears which ...
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... flowers from a ruin , that reconciles the necessities of his career , must dine , you to its otherwise intolerable desola- breakfast , and sup on blood . Yet there tion . is something to me exceedingly pen- sive as well as sublime in ...
... flowers from a ruin , that reconciles the necessities of his career , must dine , you to its otherwise intolerable desola- breakfast , and sup on blood . Yet there tion . is something to me exceedingly pen- sive as well as sublime in ...
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... flower - jar , though ward . ' But a glance at the great picture it be an oak shaken by the wind . No of life will show ... flowers in its bosom : the roots expand , the jar is shivered . A lovely , pure , noble , and most moral nature ...
... flower - jar , though ward . ' But a glance at the great picture it be an oak shaken by the wind . No of life will show ... flowers in its bosom : the roots expand , the jar is shivered . A lovely , pure , noble , and most moral nature ...
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137 psl. - Rise, O ever rise, Rise like a cloud of incense, from the Earth! Thou kingly Spirit throned among the hills, Thou dread ambassador from Earth to Heaven, Great hierarch ! tell thou the silent sky, And tell the stars, and tell yon rising sun, Earth, with her thousand voices, praises God.
254 psl. - And there shall be signs in the sun and in the moon and in the stars, and upon the earth distress of nations with perplexity, the sea and the waves roaring, men's hearts failing them for fear and for looking after those things which are coming on the earth ; for the powers of heaven shall be shaken.
228 psl. - Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles whom we knew. Tho' much is taken, much abides ; and tho...
32 psl. - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
45 psl. - The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
27 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.
222 psl. - Down the dark future, through long generations, The echoing sounds grow fainter, and then cease ; And like a bell, with solemn, sweet vibrations, I hear once more the voice of Christ say " Peace !" Peace ! and no longer from its brazen portals The blast of War's great organ shakes the skies ! But beautiful as songs of the immortals, The holy melodies of love arise.
137 psl. - THE Lord descended from above, And bowed the heavens most high; And underneath his feet he cast The darkness of the sky. 2 On cherub and on cherubim, Full royally, he rode ; And on the wings of mighty winds Came flying all abroad.
125 psl. - That day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay ? How shall he meet that dreadful day...
159 psl. - THE skies they were ashen and sober, The leaves they were crisped and sere — The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir — It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.