Essays and Marginalia, Volume 1E. Moxon, 1851 - English literature |
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... beauty , its innocence , and docility , once past , are flown for ever . It is a paradise from which we are quickly sent forth , and a flaming sword prohibits our regress thither . Those who cry up the sim- Human plicity of old times ...
... beauty , its innocence , and docility , once past , are flown for ever . It is a paradise from which we are quickly sent forth , and a flaming sword prohibits our regress thither . Those who cry up the sim- Human plicity of old times ...
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... beauty , and sublimity ; and from that same mind the institutions and the prejudices of social life derive their being . Poetry , in short , has become too romantic , and the world is too little so . The Revolution has not yet subsided ...
... beauty , and sublimity ; and from that same mind the institutions and the prejudices of social life derive their being . Poetry , in short , has become too romantic , and the world is too little so . The Revolution has not yet subsided ...
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... beauty and accomplishments . They are far less obtrusive and assuming ; but , at the same time , they have lost somewhat of that strength and manliness which dis- tinguished them ON THE POETICAL USE OF THE HEATHEN MYTHOLOGY.
... beauty and accomplishments . They are far less obtrusive and assuming ; but , at the same time , they have lost somewhat of that strength and manliness which dis- tinguished them ON THE POETICAL USE OF THE HEATHEN MYTHOLOGY.
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... beauty that he saw , or loved , or longed for , or dreamed of as a possibility . His devotion was no work of a sabbath , -it mingled with his whole existence . Love was piety , a sigh was a prayer , and enjoyment was thanksgiving . The ...
... beauty that he saw , or loved , or longed for , or dreamed of as a possibility . His devotion was no work of a sabbath , -it mingled with his whole existence . Love was piety , a sigh was a prayer , and enjoyment was thanksgiving . The ...
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... beauty ; if there were no dark misgivings , no obstinate ques- tionings , no age to freeze the springs of life , and no remorse to taint them . The Grecian genius turned everything to poetry , as the touch of Midas converted all to gold ...
... beauty ; if there were no dark misgivings , no obstinate ques- tionings , no age to freeze the springs of life , and no remorse to taint them . The Grecian genius turned everything to poetry , as the touch of Midas converted all to gold ...
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Page 121 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day ?. Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough Winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion...
Page 37 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale or piny mountain, Or forest, by slow stream or pebbly spring, Or chasms, and watery depths ; all these have vanished ; They live no longer in the faith of reason...
Page 156 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Page 165 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Page 155 - In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets...
Page 104 - Tis by comparison, an easy task Earth to despise; but, to converse with heaven— This is not easy:— to relinquish all We have, or hope, of happiness and joy, And stand in freedom loosened from...
Page 172 - There's such divinity doth hedge a king, That treason can but peep to what it would, Acts little of his will.
Page 105 - Claudio; and I quake, Lest thou a feverous life shouldst entertain, And six or seven winters more respect Than a perpetual honour. Dar'st thou die ? The sense of death is most in apprehension ; And the poor beetle that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Page 141 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realised, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised...
Page 37 - They live no longer in the faith of reason ! But still the heart doth need a language, still Doth the old instinct bring back the old names...