Picturesque Scenery in WalesT.J. Allman, 1860 - 80 էջ |
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... hand of man . Time may have thrown around the heroic virtues of this ancient King more than natural lustre , and the speech which Tacitus has ascribed to him may be polished and adorned with an artificial elegance , but allowing for all ...
... hand of man . Time may have thrown around the heroic virtues of this ancient King more than natural lustre , and the speech which Tacitus has ascribed to him may be polished and adorned with an artificial elegance , but allowing for all ...
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... hand ; But the old light - house sent her gleam afar , And led the mariner to his native land . " ONE of the most interesting objects on which the human eye can rest is a light- house - a beacon lighted by kindness and sympathy to guide ...
... hand ; But the old light - house sent her gleam afar , And led the mariner to his native land . " ONE of the most interesting objects on which the human eye can rest is a light- house - a beacon lighted by kindness and sympathy to guide ...
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... hand to be a perfumed goblet for the dew , felt its enamelled cup filled high with blood that day , and dying dropped . Many an insect , deriving its delicate colour from harmless leaves and herbs , was strained anew that day by dying ...
... hand to be a perfumed goblet for the dew , felt its enamelled cup filled high with blood that day , and dying dropped . Many an insect , deriving its delicate colour from harmless leaves and herbs , was strained anew that day by dying ...
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... hand- How much unmeet for us , a faint degenerate band ! " Ye mountains stern ! within whose rugged breast The friends of Scottish freedom found repose ; Ye torrents ! whose hoarse sounds have soothed their rest , Returning from the ...
... hand- How much unmeet for us , a faint degenerate band ! " Ye mountains stern ! within whose rugged breast The friends of Scottish freedom found repose ; Ye torrents ! whose hoarse sounds have soothed their rest , Returning from the ...
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... hand . What did he ? What did he not ? There was nothing his evil nature shrank from as too atrocious to be done . His dark frown or his gay smile were alike dangerous . He was as deceitful as he was cruel , and it was sport to him to ...
... hand . What did he ? What did he not ? There was nothing his evil nature shrank from as too atrocious to be done . His dark frown or his gay smile were alike dangerous . He was as deceitful as he was cruel , and it was sport to him to ...
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Էջ 49 - In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh! how oft — 50 In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart — How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, 0 sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer thro...
Էջ 49 - The picture of the mind revives again: While here I stand, not only with the sense Of present pleasure, but with pleasing thoughts That in this moment there is life and food For future years.
Էջ 50 - I cannot paint 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.
Էջ 37 - Ah ! never shall the land forget How gushed the life-blood of her "brave — Gushed, warm with hope and courage yet, Upon the soil they fought to save. Now all is calm, and fresh, and still, Alone the chirp of flitting bird, And talk of children on the hill, And bell of wandering kine are heard.
Էջ 50 - All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth ; of all the mighty world Of eye, and ear, — both what they half create, And what perceive...
Էջ 50 - That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this Faint I, nor mourn, nor murmur; other gifts Have followed, — for such loss, I would believe, Abundant recompense. 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, Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue.
Էջ 38 - Well then; I now do plainly see This busy world and I shall ne'er agree. The very honey of all earthly joy Does, of all meats, the soonest cloy; And they, methinks, deserve my pity Who for it can endure the stings, The crowd, and buzz, and murmurings Of this great hive, the city. Ah yet, ere I descend to th...
Էջ 32 - The frantic father cried ; And to the hilt his vengeful sword He plunged in Gelert's side. His suppliant, as to earth he fell, No pity could impart ; But still his Gelert's dying yell Passed heavy o'er his heart. Aroused by Gelert's dying yell, Some slumberer wakened nigh : What words the parent's joy can tell To hear his...
Էջ 30 - Oh, where does faithful Gelert roam ? the flower of all his race ! so true, so brave ! a lamb at home — a lion in the chase!
Էջ 30 - Llewellyn passed, And on went Gelert too; And still, where'er his eyes he cast, Fresh blood-gouts shocked his view. O'erturned his infant's bed he found, With blood-stained covert rent; And all around the walls and ground With recent blood besprent.