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... striking instances , say Shakspeare or Lord Bacon , which we would fain treat as prodigies , and as a marked contrast to the rudeness and barbarism that surrounded them . These we delight to dwell upon and magnify ; the praise and ...
... striking instances , say Shakspeare or Lord Bacon , which we would fain treat as prodigies , and as a marked contrast to the rudeness and barbarism that surrounded them . These we delight to dwell upon and magnify ; the praise and ...
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... strike off the rest to prevent the tendency to a superfluous population in the repub- lic of letters ; in other words , to prevent the writers from be- coming more numerous than the readers . The ancients are be- come effete in this ...
... strike off the rest to prevent the tendency to a superfluous population in the repub- lic of letters ; in other words , to prevent the writers from be- coming more numerous than the readers . The ancients are be- come effete in this ...
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... strike it , and it does not hurt us : it is not steel or marble , but flesh and blood , clay tempered with tears , and " soft as sinews of the new - born babe . " The gospel was first preached to the poor , for it consulted 12 THE AGE ...
... strike it , and it does not hurt us : it is not steel or marble , but flesh and blood , clay tempered with tears , and " soft as sinews of the new - born babe . " The gospel was first preached to the poor , for it consulted 12 THE AGE ...
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... striking forms , for ornament and use . To this every inducement prompted ; the novelty of the acquisition of knowledge in many cases , the emulation of foreign wits , and of immortal works , the want and the expectation of such works ...
... striking forms , for ornament and use . To this every inducement prompted ; the novelty of the acquisition of knowledge in many cases , the emulation of foreign wits , and of immortal works , the want and the expectation of such works ...
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... , they had an immediate striking and picturesque effect , giving scope to the fancy . The surface of society was embossed with hieroglyphics , and poetry existed " in act and complement extern . " The GENERAL VIEW OF THE SUBJECT . 19.
... , they had an immediate striking and picturesque effect , giving scope to the fancy . The surface of society was embossed with hieroglyphics , and poetry existed " in act and complement extern . " The GENERAL VIEW OF THE SUBJECT . 19.
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Page 114 - Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Page 159 - But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found, • Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound My echoing song; then worms shall try That long preserved virginity, And your quaint honour turn to dust, And into ashes all my lust: 30 The grave's a fine and private place, But none, I think, do there embrace.
Page 139 - But, hail! thou Goddess sage and holy! Hail, divinest Melancholy! Whose saintly visage is too bright To hit the sense of human sight...
Page 157 - Ask me no more whither do stray The golden atoms of the day; For in pure love heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more whither doth haste The nightingale when May is past; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more...
Page 138 - HENCE, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly ! There's nought in this life sweet, If man were wise to see't, But only melancholy ; Oh ! sweetest melancholy.
Page 17 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — To beguile the time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
Page 139 - Like to the falling of a star; Or as the flights of eagles are; Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue; Or silver drops of morning dew; Or like a wind that chafes the flood; Or bubbles which on water stood; Even such is man, whose borrowed light Is straight called in, and paid to night. The wind blows out; the bubble dies; The spring entombed in autumn lies; The dew dries up; the star is shot; The flight is past; and man forgot.
Page 184 - What song the Syrens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he hid himself among women, though puzzling questions, are not beyond all conjecture.
Page 138 - A tongue chain'd up without a sound ! Fountain heads, and pathless groves, Places which pale passion loves ! Moonlight walks, when all the fowls Are warmly housed, save bats and owls ! A midnight bell, a parting groan ! These are the sounds we feed upon ; Then stretch our bones in a still gloomy valley, Nothing's so dainty sweet as lovely melancholy.
Page 159 - To his Coy Mistress. Had we but world enough, and time, This coyness, lady, were no crime. We would sit down and think which way To walk, and pass our long love's day. Thou by the Indian Ganges' side Should'st rubies find : I by the tide Of Humber would complain.