Critical and Miscellaneous Essays, Հատոր 3Carey and Hart, 1842 |
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... thousand cases , where the heart of such society was happily sound at the core , notwithstanding the rotten kitchen - stuff with which it was encrusted , the shocks have killed the pre- judices ; and men and women , encouraged to ...
... thousand cases , where the heart of such society was happily sound at the core , notwithstanding the rotten kitchen - stuff with which it was encrusted , the shocks have killed the pre- judices ; and men and women , encouraged to ...
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... thousand- far higher than the Pentlands — somewhat higher than the Ochils - a middle - sized Grampian . Great painters and poets know that power lies not in mere measureable bulk . Atlas , it is true , is a giant , and he has need to be ...
... thousand- far higher than the Pentlands — somewhat higher than the Ochils - a middle - sized Grampian . Great painters and poets know that power lies not in mere measureable bulk . Atlas , it is true , is a giant , and he has need to be ...
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... . " Roll on , thou deep and dark blue ocean - roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin - his control Stops with the shore ; -upon the watery plain The CHRISTOPHER AMONG THE MOUNTAINS . 47.
... . " Roll on , thou deep and dark blue ocean - roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin - his control Stops with the shore ; -upon the watery plain The CHRISTOPHER AMONG THE MOUNTAINS . 47.
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... thousand fleets sweeping over the deep dark- blue ocean it may not be easy to picture to oneself - but he who can ... thousands of creatures perish— “ man ” 52 WILSON'S MISCELLANEOUS WRITINGS . 32.
... thousand fleets sweeping over the deep dark- blue ocean it may not be easy to picture to oneself - but he who can ... thousands of creatures perish— “ man ” 52 WILSON'S MISCELLANEOUS WRITINGS . 32.
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John Wilson. gination , and thousands of creatures perish— “ man ” here means men — if not , how unimpassioned the tale of his doom - but " a drop of rain ” —one single drop was never yet seen by itself sinking into the depths of the sea ...
John Wilson. gination , and thousands of creatures perish— “ man ” here means men — if not , how unimpassioned the tale of his doom - but " a drop of rain ” —one single drop was never yet seen by itself sinking into the depths of the sea ...
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Էջ 49 - Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Էջ 341 - OFT, in the stilly night, Ere Slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me ; The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken ! Thus, in the stilly night...
Էջ 45 - 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...
Էջ 48 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest noW.
Էջ 45 - 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 44 - But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind...
Էջ 43 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh ! night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong ; Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along From peak to peak the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud ! And this is in the night.
Էջ 334 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ;' Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Էջ 335 - No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close ; As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look which she turned when he rose.
Էջ 46 - 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; well pleased to recognise In nature and the language of the sense, The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being.