Poets in the PulpitSampson, Law, Marston, Searle & Rivington, 1880 - 291 էջ |
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... mind are , not the meditations on death , but the practical grappling with the affairs of every - day life , the trumpet calls to duty , the oft declared need for patience , perseverance , and tireless endeavour . There is a practical ...
... mind are , not the meditations on death , but the practical grappling with the affairs of every - day life , the trumpet calls to duty , the oft declared need for patience , perseverance , and tireless endeavour . There is a practical ...
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... mind , I note in him the primal qualities common to all true poets . Let us define Poetry . " Poetry , " says John Stuart Mill , " is the expression of thought coloured by emotion or feeling , expressed in metrical language , and ...
... mind , I note in him the primal qualities common to all true poets . Let us define Poetry . " Poetry , " says John Stuart Mill , " is the expression of thought coloured by emotion or feeling , expressed in metrical language , and ...
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... sensibility is both active and passive . When the poet's mind is intensely and actively possessed , he is able to impress all things with his mood - he imposes his own emotional atmosphere on his 38 Poets in the Pulpit .
... sensibility is both active and passive . When the poet's mind is intensely and actively possessed , he is able to impress all things with his mood - he imposes his own emotional atmosphere on his 38 Poets in the Pulpit .
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... mind , ready to receive and register impressions . He is the great High Priest of nature . He is here to interpret her mandates , to overhear her secret whispers long before he him- self is overheard of men . His heart beats in time ...
... mind , ready to receive and register impressions . He is the great High Priest of nature . He is here to interpret her mandates , to overhear her secret whispers long before he him- self is overheard of men . His heart beats in time ...
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... mind , and the mind in its turn is roused into an atmospheric excitement , which at last completely reacts upon , and impresses with its own stamp , the pathetic symbol of French defeat and English victory . Tennyson has in a high ...
... mind , and the mind in its turn is roused into an atmospheric excitement , which at last completely reacts upon , and impresses with its own stamp , the pathetic symbol of French defeat and English victory . Tennyson has in a high ...
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Էջ 21 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Էջ 18 - There is no Death ! What seems so is transition. This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
Էջ 275 - Through the dear might of him that walked the waves ; Where other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing, in their glory move And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Էջ 16 - THERE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between.
Էջ 237 - Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright; The bridal of the earth and sky : The dew shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die.
Էջ 267 - That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Էջ 269 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Էջ 251 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love: A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Էջ 180 - New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray ; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. If on our daily course our mind Be set to hallow all we find, New treasures still, of countless price, God will provide for sacrifice.
Էջ 271 - No war, or battle's sound Was heard the world around: The idle spear and shield were high up hung; The hooked chariot stood Unstain'd with hostile blood ; The trumpet spake not to the arme'd throng; And kings sat still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by 51 TT 52 BOOK SECOND.