William Wordsworth: A BiographyCash, 1856 - 508 sider |
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... utterances . For such men as Schiller , or Wordsworth , or Goethe , an Esthetic or Subjective biography , is the only possible biography . In the course of the following pages our attempt will be to connect the various portions of our ...
... utterances . For such men as Schiller , or Wordsworth , or Goethe , an Esthetic or Subjective biography , is the only possible biography . In the course of the following pages our attempt will be to connect the various portions of our ...
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... utterance ; if we find him for some years worshipping as in a Pantheistic temple , it must be admitted that he bowed with a heart more universal than Byron , and with a spirit more reverent than Shelley . And that Dream of Nature , that ...
... utterance ; if we find him for some years worshipping as in a Pantheistic temple , it must be admitted that he bowed with a heart more universal than Byron , and with a spirit more reverent than Shelley . And that Dream of Nature , that ...
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... utterances of an ancient Grecian , and Greece was , through all her rites and ceremonies , her liter- ature , sculpture , and architecture , the mirror of nature . That transparent language , that polished mind , how they reflected the ...
... utterances of an ancient Grecian , and Greece was , through all her rites and ceremonies , her liter- ature , sculpture , and architecture , the mirror of nature . That transparent language , that polished mind , how they reflected the ...
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... utterance of the sublime prayer with which Socrates closes his discourse to Phædrus : " Oh beloved Pan , and all ye other Gods of this place , grant me to become beautiful in the inner man , and that whatever outward things I have , may ...
... utterance of the sublime prayer with which Socrates closes his discourse to Phædrus : " Oh beloved Pan , and all ye other Gods of this place , grant me to become beautiful in the inner man , and that whatever outward things I have , may ...
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... utterance , and impatient and consumed until it be spoken ; but in Milton we have frequent intimations of the spirit that in its unrest , believed in the possibility of being raised up to execute the Heaven - sent command . Like the ...
... utterance , and impatient and consumed until it be spoken ; but in Milton we have frequent intimations of the spirit that in its unrest , believed in the possibility of being raised up to execute the Heaven - sent command . Like the ...
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Side 371 - virtue, power; Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart, Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea, Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free; So didst thou travel on life's common way; In cheerful godliness, and yet thy heart The lowliest duties on herself did lay.
Side 50 - sad music of humanity ; Nor harsh, nor grating, though of ample power To ehasten and subdue. And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime, Of something far more deeply interfused, Whose dwelling is the light of setting sun?, And the round ocean, and the living
Side 49 - like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood; Their colours and their forms were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from
Side 371 - she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men; Oh raise us up, return to us again; And give us
Side 191 - Love had he found in huts where poor men lie, His daily teachers had been woods and rills; The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Side 374 - are unblest: The wealthiest man among us is the best. No grandeur now in nature or in book Delights us. Rapine, avarice, expense, This is idolatry ; and these we adore Plain living and high thinking are no more: The homely beauty of the good old cause Is gone; our peace, our fearful innocence And pure religion breathing household laws.
Side 14 - the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle; with the din Smitten, the precipices rang aloud; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron; while far distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy not unnoticed.
Side 443 - Oh for the coming of that glorious time, When prizing knowledge as her noblest wealth And best protection; this imperial realm, While she exacts allegiance shall admit An obligation on her part to teach ; Binding herself by statute, to secure For all the children whom her soil maintains, The rudiments of letters.
Side 205 - hair. Above the nets at sea ? Was never salmon yet that shone so fair Among the stakes on Dee. They rowed her in across the rolling foam, The eruel crawling foam, The cruel hungry foam, To her grave beside the sea; But still the boatmen hear her
Side 172 - A single step that freed me from the skirts Of the blind vapour, opened to my view, Glory beyond all glory ever seen, By waking sense or by the dreaming soul! The appearance instantaneously disclosed, Was of a mighty city—boldly say A wilderness of building, sinking far, And self withdrawn into a boundless depth, Far sinking into