Thoughts on the PoetsC.S. Francis & Company, 1846 - 318 էջ |
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... mind that Petrarch's inducement thus elabo- rately to depict the varied effects of love upon his nature , was to give vent to emotions which were denied any other channel of escape : " La vive voci m ' erano interditti , Ond ' io gridai ...
... mind that Petrarch's inducement thus elabo- rately to depict the varied effects of love upon his nature , was to give vent to emotions which were denied any other channel of escape : " La vive voci m ' erano interditti , Ond ' io gridai ...
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... mind with knowledge and reflection , and his heart with thoughts of love and piety . Such was the man who on the morning of Good Fri- day , at the church of Santa Clara , at Avignon , met Laura ; their eyes encountered , and from that ...
... mind with knowledge and reflection , and his heart with thoughts of love and piety . Such was the man who on the morning of Good Fri- day , at the church of Santa Clara , at Avignon , met Laura ; their eyes encountered , and from that ...
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... mind ) —all con- vey the image of a woman endowed with fine perception , child - like tenderness , and moral courage - a union of qualities eminently fitted to create not merely love , but a love partaking of reverence , such a love as ...
... mind ) —all con- vey the image of a woman endowed with fine perception , child - like tenderness , and moral courage - a union of qualities eminently fitted to create not merely love , but a love partaking of reverence , such a love as ...
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... mind , or very energetic in purpose , their freshness of heart may indeed survive long habits of this kind . We sometimes encounter , even in the circles of gay life , a woman who has been idolized for years as beautiful or accomplished ...
... mind , or very energetic in purpose , their freshness of heart may indeed survive long habits of this kind . We sometimes encounter , even in the circles of gay life , a woman who has been idolized for years as beautiful or accomplished ...
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... mind may be most successfully addressed . The advantage of such retrospective inquiries is still greater at a period like the present , when there is such an ob- vious tendency to innovate upon some of the best - estab- lished theories ...
... mind may be most successfully addressed . The advantage of such retrospective inquiries is still greater at a period like the present , when there is such an ob- vious tendency to innovate upon some of the best - estab- lished theories ...
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Էջ 235 - Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west: I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.
Էջ 84 - Kent. Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Էջ 223 - 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; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal silence...
Էջ 60 - See the wretch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again : The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
Էջ 250 - Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away ; Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day ; Blissfully haven'd both from joy and pain; Clasp'd like a missal where swart Paynims pray; Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again.
Էջ 147 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven, Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
Էջ 310 - To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty ; and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy that steals away Their sharpness ere he is aware.
Էջ 278 - Dower'd with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love.
Էջ 98 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Էջ 192 - MINE be a cot beside the hill ; A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall shall linger near. The swallow, oft, beneath my thatch, Shall twitter from her clay-built nest; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch, And share my meal, a welcome guest.