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... glory that shall be . They are resonant - not with the voice of birds , or the soft whisperings of the breeze , but with echoes from beyond the tomb . Their lowliest objects - a dwarf bush , an old stone , a daisy , or a small celandine ...
... glory that shall be . They are resonant - not with the voice of birds , or the soft whisperings of the breeze , but with echoes from beyond the tomb . Their lowliest objects - a dwarf bush , an old stone , a daisy , or a small celandine ...
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... glory , and joy ? Is it the higher ex- ercise of human faculties to represent the frightful discord- ances of passion , or to show the grandeurs of humanity in that majestic repose which is at once an anticipation and a proof of its ...
... glory , and joy ? Is it the higher ex- ercise of human faculties to represent the frightful discord- ances of passion , or to show the grandeurs of humanity in that majestic repose which is at once an anticipation and a proof of its ...
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... glory of the first magnitude in the gallery of heroic dames , is with our poet scarce one remove from a natural ; she is the own cousin - german of one piece , the very same impertinent silly flesh and blood with Desdemona ...
... glory of the first magnitude in the gallery of heroic dames , is with our poet scarce one remove from a natural ; she is the own cousin - german of one piece , the very same impertinent silly flesh and blood with Desdemona ...
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... glory that plays about their heads , is the prognostic of their fate . A consecration is shed over their brief and sad career , which takes away all the ordinary feelings of suffering . Their afflictions are sacred , their pas- sions ...
... glory that plays about their heads , is the prognostic of their fate . A consecration is shed over their brief and sad career , which takes away all the ordinary feelings of suffering . Their afflictions are sacred , their pas- sions ...
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... glory around our being . While they gaze , they forget the petty concerns of their own individual lot , and recognise and rejoice in their kindred with a nature ca- pable of high emprise , of meek suffering , and of defiance to the ...
... glory around our being . While they gaze , they forget the petty concerns of their own individual lot , and recognise and rejoice in their kindred with a nature ca- pable of high emprise , of meek suffering , and of defiance to the ...
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Critical and Miscellaneous Writings of T. Noon Talfourd Thomas Noon Talfourd, Sir Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2016 |
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Side 121 - Hence, in a season of calm weather, Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea, Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Side 118 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me 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 the eye.
Side 122 - The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality ; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears ; To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Side 121 - I love the Brooks which down their channels fret, Even more than when I tripped lightly as they; The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
Side 120 - 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 realized, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised...
Side 118 - For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth ; but hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, Not harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten 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 suns, And the round ocean and the living air, And the blue sky, and in the mind of man...
Side 182 - 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.
Side 79 - Still roll ; where all the aspects of misery Predominate; whose strong effects are such As he must bear, being powerless to redress; And that unless above himself he can Erect himself, how poor a thing is man...
Side 104 - 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 splendour — without end! Fabric it seemed of diamond and of gold, With alabaster domes, and silver spires, And blazing terrace upon terrace, high Uplifted; here, serene pavilions bright...
Side 121 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing...