...features clear and sleek. THE POET. THE poet in a golden clime was born, With golden stars above ; Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love. He saw through life and death, through good and ill, He saw through his own soul. The marvel of the...

...forehead, even though we sigh over the petulance and pride which brood upon the lip and eyebrow. " Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love." A Michael Angelo, who could laugh, which that Italian one (one fancies) never could. We have, too,...

...it is as serious as death, and longer than life. It is tuned philosophy — winged science — fact on fire — "truth springing from earth" — high...world." The author, when he wrote " The Poet," was fresh from school, and from Shelley, his early idol Ere writing "Dora," he had become conversant with...

...Our life seemed then but as an arrow flying in the dark ! Dr. Johnson does not appear to have been dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, the love of love : as he is known to have said, he did love a good hater ! — poor man, his old robust Tory prejudice...

...features clear and sleek. THE POET. THE poet in a golden clime was born, With golden stars above ; Dower'd with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love. He saw thro' life and death, thro' good and ill, He saw thro' his own soul. The marvel of the everlasting...

...trustful, full of faith in the future and of manliness in the present, dowered, like the poet's poet, with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, the love of love. The world is theirs now. As for us, brothers — why, it was ours once. We led then, for all our fathers...

...intrepidity of soul, lofty and unselfish aims, and undoubted genius, must ever command. Plentifully ' dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, the love of love,' he was the scourge of all triflens and of all the dissolute, the enemy and the destroyer of what was...

...a reality. They are as far as possible from what might be expected of one who describes the poet as Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love, and assigns to him the ministry of WISDOM, of whom he writes — No sword Of wrath her right arm hurled,...

...a reality. They are as far as possible from what might be expected of one who describes the poet as Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love, and assigns to him the ministry of WISDOM, of whom he writes — No sword Of wrath her right arm hurled,...

...a reality. They are as far as possible from what might be expected of one who describes the poet as Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love, and assigns to him the ministry of WISDOM, of whom he writes — No sword Of wrath her right arm hurled,...