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Page 129 - L1V. That Light whose smile kindles the Universe, That Beauty in which all things work and move, That Benediction which the eclipsing Curse Of birth can quench not, that sustaining Love Which through the web of being blindly wove By man and beast and earth and air and sea Burns bright or dim,
Page 94 - While yet a boy I sought for ghosts and sped Through many a listening chamber, cave and ruin, And starlight wood, with fearful steps pursuing Hopes of high talk with the departed dead. I called on poisonous names with which our youth is fed
Page 129 - Morgenrot! Wie alles sich zum Ganzen webt, Eins in dem ändern wirkt und lebt! Wie Himmelskräfte auf und nieder steigen Und sich die goldnen Eimer reichen! Mit segenduftenden Schwingen Vom Himmel durch die Erde dringen, Harmonisch all das All durchklingen.
Page 149 - a wonder worthy of the rhyme Of him who from the lowest depths of hell Through every paradise and through all glory, Love led serene, and who returned to tell The words of hate and care, the wondrous story How all things are transfigured except Love
Page 72 - Love" 1: „All thoughts, all passions, all delights. Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame".
Page 19 - You are right about Antigone; how sublime a picture of a woman! and what think you of the choruses, and especially the lyrical complaints of the godlike victim? and the menaces of Tiresias, and their rapid fulfilment? Some of us have, in a prior existence, been in love with an Antigone
Page 143 - I conclude with the words of Lafayette, a name endeared by its peerless bearer to every lover of the human race „„For a nation to love liberty, it is sufficient that she knows it; to be free it is sufficient that she wills it""".
Page 13 - however a succeeding writer may have equalled or surpassed those few great specimens of the Athenian drama which have been preserved to us, it is indisputable that the art itself never was understood or practised according to the true philosophy of it as at Athens
Page 41 - Livy, were poets, and although the plan of these writers, especially that of Livy, restrained them from developing this faculty in its highest degree, they made copious and ample amends for their subjection, by filling all the interstices of their subjects with living images.