Memoir and Poetical Remains of Henry Kirke White: Also Melancholy HoursPerkins & Purves, 1844 - 470 էջ |
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... thing that makes and will con- tinue to make White a favourite , is , that youth must ever be pleased with what youth writes . The old man retires into the cham- bers of his own thoughts , and there , in re- calling the past , in ...
... thing that makes and will con- tinue to make White a favourite , is , that youth must ever be pleased with what youth writes . The old man retires into the cham- bers of his own thoughts , and there , in re- calling the past , in ...
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... thing that is beautiful . The mind through which poetry passes , like the clear channel in which the mountain brook runs , seems to be beau- tified by the waters that pass through it . The young then in admitting and cultivating a taste ...
... thing that is beautiful . The mind through which poetry passes , like the clear channel in which the mountain brook runs , seems to be beau- tified by the waters that pass through it . The young then in admitting and cultivating a taste ...
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... thing to aid it in coming into notice and yet breaking through all this , and by its own inborn en- ergy , and its own unaided power , rising up and compelling notice and throwing off the difficulties which destroy most men , as the war ...
... thing to aid it in coming into notice and yet breaking through all this , and by its own inborn en- ergy , and its own unaided power , rising up and compelling notice and throwing off the difficulties which destroy most men , as the war ...
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... " What child between the ages of six and twelve , has not gazed upon the glorious summer clouds , and seen them in all manner of fantastic shapes , representing almost every conceivable thing ? But how few are the children 22 INTRODUCTION .
... " What child between the ages of six and twelve , has not gazed upon the glorious summer clouds , and seen them in all manner of fantastic shapes , representing almost every conceivable thing ? But how few are the children 22 INTRODUCTION .
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Also Melancholy Hours Henry Kirke White. every conceivable thing ? But how few are the children of this age , even if they were fresh from reading Milton , would have enough of the Poet about them to see what White saw " The Thunderer in ...
Also Melancholy Hours Henry Kirke White. every conceivable thing ? But how few are the children of this age , even if they were fresh from reading Milton , would have enough of the Poet about them to see what White saw " The Thunderer in ...
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Memoir and Poetical Remains of Henry Kirke White: Also Melancholy Hours Henry Kirke White Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1850 |
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Էջ 20 - Unhappy White ! while life was in its spring,* And thy young muse just waved her joyous wing, The spoiler came ; and all thy promise fair Has sought the grave, to sleep for ever there. Oh ! what a noble heart was here undone, When Science...
Էջ 77 - What is this passing scene ? A peevish April day ! A little sun — a little rain, And then night sweeps along the plain, And all things fade away Man (soon discuss'd) Yields up his trust, And all his hopes and fears lie with him in the dust.
Էջ 83 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life. 'But not the praise...
Էջ 78 - Then since this world is vain, And volatile, and fleet, Why should I lay up earthly joys, Where rust corrupts, and moth destroys, And cares and sorrows eat ? 'Why fly from ill With anxious skill, When soon this hand will freeze, this throbbing heart be still?
Էջ 29 - Rebel, ye waves ! and o'er the land With threatening aspect roar; The Lord uplifts his awful hand, And chains you to the shore. 3 Howl, winds of night! your force combine; Without his high behest Ye shall not in the mountain pine Disturb the sparrow's nest.
Էջ 151 - ... cheers the lands, And thou dost bear within thine awful hands The rolling thunders and the lightnings fleet. Stern on thy dark-wrought car of cloud, and wind, Thou guid'st the northern storm at night's dead noon, Or on the red wing of the fierce Monsoon, : / Disturb'st the sleeping giant of the Ind. In the drear silence of the polar span Dost thou repose ? or in the solitude Of sultry tracts, where the lone caravan Hears nightly howl the tiger's hungry brood ? Vain thought ! the confines of his...
Էջ 301 - O'er Beauty's fall; Her praise resounds no more when mantled in her pall. The most beloved on earth Not long survives to-day; So music past is obsolete, And yet 'twas sweet, 'twas passing sweet, But now 'tis gone away. Thus does the shade In memory fade, When in forsaken tomb the form beloved is laid.
Էջ 401 - YE, who with warmth the public triumph feel Of talents dignified by sacred zeal, Here, to devotion's bard devoutly just, Pay your fond tribute due to Cowper's dust ! England, exulting in his spotless fame, Ranks with her dearest sons his favourite name.
Էջ 213 - And pendent ruffles, of the whitest lawn, Of ancient make, her elbows did adorn. Faint with old age and dim were grown her eyes, A pair of spectacles their want supplies • These does she guard secure in leathern case, From thoughtless wights, in some unweeted place. Here first I enter'd, though with toil and pain, The low vestibule of learning's fane : Enter'd with pain, yet soon I found the way, Though sometimes toilsome, many a sweet display.
Էջ 301 - Come, Disappointment, come! Thou art not stern to me ; Sad Monitress ! I own thy sway, A votary sad in early day, I bend my knee to thee. From sun to sun My race will run, I only bow, and say, My God, thy will be done.