The Powers of Genius: A Poem, in Three Parts |
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When tolls the curfew the departing day , “ And lowing herds wind slowly o ' er the
lea , ” Mark how , in thoughtful mood , he takes his way , Thro ' the lone church -
yard , to his favourite tree ! “ Or see him by the green woodside along , 139 ...
When tolls the curfew the departing day , “ And lowing herds wind slowly o ' er the
lea , ” Mark how , in thoughtful mood , he takes his way , Thro ' the lone church -
yard , to his favourite tree ! “ Or see him by the green woodside along , 139 ...
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170 But chiefiy mark , amid the motley throng , Poor parson Adams bend his
course along ! Roving thro ' meads of everlasting bloom Fan ' d by the breath of
every sweet perfume , See Genlis * comes and waves in air her hand , And bids
the ...
170 But chiefiy mark , amid the motley throng , Poor parson Adams bend his
course along ! Roving thro ' meads of everlasting bloom Fan ' d by the breath of
every sweet perfume , See Genlis * comes and waves in air her hand , And bids
the ...
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... and thro ' scenes of blood : Others she leads thro ' Nature ' s widening range ,
To mark the seasons and their ceaseless change ; To some she gives the love
and power of song , To move with strength and harmony along ; To hold the torch
...
... and thro ' scenes of blood : Others she leads thro ' Nature ' s widening range ,
To mark the seasons and their ceaseless change ; To some she gives the love
and power of song , To move with strength and harmony along ; To hold the torch
...
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... by his finish ' d art , More than Demosthenes controul the heart ; Who bade her
Horace sweep his polish ' d lyre , And youthful Lucan burn with raging fire ; Who
bade her Livy mark the passing age , And Sallust form his fascinating page .
... by his finish ' d art , More than Demosthenes controul the heart ; Who bade her
Horace sweep his polish ' d lyre , And youthful Lucan burn with raging fire ; Who
bade her Livy mark the passing age , And Sallust form his fascinating page .
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And let me mark the long - past age , And rove along Ilyssu ' s stream . O let me
catch that matchless song , Which comes from old Achaia ' s lyre , And wafted to
the Olympic throng , · Bask in the blaze of Pindar ' s fire . How fast thy slender
form ...
And let me mark the long - past age , And rove along Ilyssu ' s stream . O let me
catch that matchless song , Which comes from old Achaia ' s lyre , And wafted to
the Olympic throng , · Bask in the blaze of Pindar ' s fire . How fast thy slender
form ...
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The Powers of Genius, a poem. (Illustrations of Genius from authors ... John Blair Linn Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1804 |
The Powers of Genius, a poem. (Illustrations of Genius from authors ... John Blair Linn Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1804 |
The Powers of Genius, a poem. (Illustrations of Genius from authors ... John Blair Linn Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1804 |
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Էջ 126 - Nor think, though men were none, That Heaven would want spectators, God want praise. Millions of spiritual creatures walk the Earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep: All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night. How often, from the steep Of echoing hill or thicket, have we heard Celestial voices to the midnight air, Sole, or responsive each to other's note, Singing their great Creator!
Էջ 123 - The enemy said, I will pursue, I will overtake, I will divide the spoil; my lust shall be satisfied upon them; I will draw my sword, my hand shall destroy them.
Էջ 145 - Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks: methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full mid-day beam...
Էջ 118 - I will also make it a possession for the bittern, and pools of water: and I will sweep it with the besom of destruction, saith the Lord of hosts.
Էջ 125 - The secrets of the hoary deep, a dark Illimitable ocean, without bound, Without dimension, where length, breadth, and height, And time, and place, are lost ; where eldest Night And Chaos, ancestors of nature, hold Eternal anarchy, amidst the noise Of endless wars, and by confusion stand.
Էջ 120 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face ; the hair of my flesh stood up : It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, Shall mortal man be more just than God? shall a man be more pure than his Maker?
Էջ 121 - O God, thou art terrible out of thy holy places: the God of Israel is he that giveth strength and power unto his people. Blessed be God.
Էջ 119 - Doth the eagle mount up at thy command, and make her nest on high ? She dwelleth and abideth on the rock, upon the crag of the rock, and the strong place. From thence she seeketh the prey, and her eyes behold afar off. Her young ones also suck up blood : and where the slain are, there is she.
Էջ 128 - The seat of desolation, void of light, Save what the glimmering of these livid flames Casts pale and dreadful ? Thither let us tend From off the tossing of these fiery waves ; There rest, if any rest can harbour there...
Էջ 144 - ... winds. From that time ever since, the sad friends of truth, such as durst appear, imitating the careful search that Isis made for the mangled body of Osiris, went up and down gathering up limb by limb still as they could find them. We have not yet found them all, Lords and Commons, nor ever shall do, till her master's second coming; he shall bring together every joint and member, and shall mould them into an immortal feature of loveliness and perfection.