Essays critical and imaginativeBlackwood, 1857 |
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... poetry , but as the field of his own existence ; and he chronicled the events that passed there , not merely as food for his imagination as a poet , but as food for his heart as a man . Hence , when inspired to com- pose poetry , poetry ...
... poetry , but as the field of his own existence ; and he chronicled the events that passed there , not merely as food for his imagination as a poet , but as food for his heart as a man . Hence , when inspired to com- pose poetry , poetry ...
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... poetry , therefore , we know what unsubstantial dreams are all those of the golden age . But bliss beams upon us with a more subduing brightness through the dim melancholy that shrouds lowly life ; and when the peasant Burns rises up in ...
... poetry , therefore , we know what unsubstantial dreams are all those of the golden age . But bliss beams upon us with a more subduing brightness through the dim melancholy that shrouds lowly life ; and when the peasant Burns rises up in ...
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... poetry of Burns - and no doubt it has many- it has , beyond all that ever was written , this greatest of all merits ... poet ever lived more constantly and more intimately in the hearts of a people . With their mirth , or with their ...
... poetry of Burns - and no doubt it has many- it has , beyond all that ever was written , this greatest of all merits ... poet ever lived more constantly and more intimately in the hearts of a people . With their mirth , or with their ...
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... poetry of Burns will continue to charm , as long as Nith flows , Criffel is green , and the bonny blue of the sky of ... poet's eyes , though he died before he was threescore . " I have always considered William Burnes , " says the ...
... poetry of Burns will continue to charm , as long as Nith flows , Criffel is green , and the bonny blue of the sky of ... poet's eyes , though he died before he was threescore . " I have always considered William Burnes , " says the ...
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... poetry and love . " - Peasant- -Poet - Man is , indeed , an idle distinction . Burns is sitting alone in the Auld Clay - Biggin , for it has its one retired room ; and , as he says , " half - mad , half - fed , half - sarkit " —all he ...
... poetry and love . " - Peasant- -Poet - Man is , indeed , an idle distinction . Burns is sitting alone in the Auld Clay - Biggin , for it has its one retired room ; and , as he says , " half - mad , half - fed , half - sarkit " —all he ...
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Allan Cunningham Ambleside auld ballad bard beautiful believe better breast breath Burns's called character charm Christabel clouds Coleridge Colonsay Cottar's Saturday Night dear death delight dream Dumfries earth Ellisland evil eyes face fair fancy fear feel felt frae gauger genius George Thomson Grasmere hand happy head hear heard heart heaven Hector Macneil honour hope hour human imagination inspired knew labour lady Lars Porsena lictors light living look Mauchline mind morning Mossgiel nature never noble o'er once passion perhaps pity poem poet poet's poetical poetry poor pride racter Robert Burns round Scotland Scottish seems Shanter Shuffler sing smile song soul spirit strong sweet tears tell tender thee things Thomson thou thought tion truth verse virtue voice walk whole Whyles wild wonder words Young Poets youth
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Էջ 299 - O Lady! we receive but what we give, And in our life alone does Nature live: Ours is her wedding garment, ours her shroud! And would we aught behold, of higher worth, Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless ever-anxious crowd, Ah! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth— And from the soul itself must there be sent A sweet and potent voice, of its own birth, Of all sweet sounds the life and element!
Էջ 297 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Էջ 341 - Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide wide sea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony.
Էջ 336 - The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — ' The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast.
Էջ 335 - The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din.
Էջ 33 - Compared with this, how poor religion's pride, In all the pomp of method, and of art, When men display to congregations wide Devotion's every grace, except the heart!
Էջ 337 - And now the Storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong: He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. "'With sloping masts and dipping prow As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled.
Էջ 340 - The very deep did rot : O Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. " About, about, in reel and rout, The death-fires danced at night ; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue and white.
Էջ 342 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Էջ 340 - With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood! I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, And cried, A sail ! a sail...