Shelburne EssaysG. P. Putnam's sons, 1910 - 269 pagina's |
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Pagina 8
... religion was a fairly serious concern ) his philosophy was " pestiferous blasphemy " ; his modern academic admirer merely disregards it as " hopelessly superficial . " To me , I confess , it is chiefly unliterary , destructive , that is ...
... religion was a fairly serious concern ) his philosophy was " pestiferous blasphemy " ; his modern academic admirer merely disregards it as " hopelessly superficial . " To me , I confess , it is chiefly unliterary , destructive , that is ...
Pagina 11
... Religion ; Wollaston elaborates his Religion of Nature Delineated ; Butler preaches Upon the Natural Supremacy of Conscience , etc. , etc. But this rehabilitation of nature , toward which the eighteenth century , and particularly ...
... Religion ; Wollaston elaborates his Religion of Nature Delineated ; Butler preaches Upon the Natural Supremacy of Conscience , etc. , etc. But this rehabilitation of nature , toward which the eighteenth century , and particularly ...
Pagina 18
... religion and morals " his methods were perniciously mistaken " ; yet " his theory was repulsive but comprehensible " ; and " the spell on which depend such necromantic castles is some spirit of pain charm - poisoned at their base ...
... religion and morals " his methods were perniciously mistaken " ; yet " his theory was repulsive but comprehensible " ; and " the spell on which depend such necromantic castles is some spirit of pain charm - poisoned at their base ...
Pagina 41
... religion the true peace he so beautifully boasted of in his youth . " I am standing , " he writes to a friend across the estranging ocean of this world , who was solicitous about the poet's fame- " I am standing on the brink of that ...
... religion the true peace he so beautifully boasted of in his youth . " I am standing , " he writes to a friend across the estranging ocean of this world , who was solicitous about the poet's fame- " I am standing on the brink of that ...
Pagina 64
... the land are preserved with religious reverence and the pride of station is unaccom- panied by the vanity of wealth ? And what scenery could be more appropriate than the 64 country of Lincolnshire , rolling up from the salt marshes.
... the land are preserved with religious reverence and the pride of station is unaccom- panied by the vanity of wealth ? And what scenery could be more appropriate than the 64 country of Lincolnshire , rolling up from the salt marshes.
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admiration æsthetic beauty called Catullus Charles Lamb Cicero Clutton-Brock consciousness critical spirit death Deism Dickinson doubt dream earth emotions English enthusiasm Epicurean Ernest Dowson eternal experience eyes fact faith feel force Francis Thompson genius Greenslet hand heart heaven Hood hope human humour ideal ideas imagination James kind labour least letters light lines literature live lyric mankind Matthew Arnold meaning memory metaphysics Milton mind monism moral Morris Morris's mystic nature never once Oscar Wilde panpsychic pass passion past pathetic philosophy poem poet poet's poetic poetry present Prometheus reality religion religious romantic Rossetti Sally Brown seems sense Shaftesbury Shelley Shelley's socialism socialists society song soul sound stanzas sweet taste Tennyson thee theory things Thomas Bailey Aldrich thou thought Tintern Abbey tion true truth vers de société verse Victorian voice whole words Wordsworth writes youth
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Pagina 154 - I FLED Him, down the nights and down the days; I fled Him, down the arches of the years; I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways Of my own mind; and in the mist of tears I hid from Him, and under running laughter. Up vistaed hopes I sped; And shot, precipitated, Adown Titanic glooms of chasmed fears, From those strong Feet that followed, followed after. But with unhurrying chase, And unperturbed pace, Deliberate speed, majestic instancy, They beat — and a Voice beat More instant than the Feet —...
Pagina 30 - But midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless...
Pagina 222 - Of this wisdom, the poetic passion, the desire of beauty, the love of art for art's sake, has most; for art comes to you professing frankly to give nothing but the highest quality to your moments as they pass, and simply for those moments
Pagina 32 - All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. 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.
Pagina 15 - Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory — Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heaped for the beloved's bed; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on.
Pagina 160 - O WORLD invisible, we view thee, O World intangible, we touch thee, O World unknowable, we know thee, Inapprehensible, we clutch thee! Does the fish soar to find the ocean, The eagle plunge to find the air — That we ask of the stars in motion If they have rumour of thee there? Not where the wheeling systems darken, And our benumbed conceiving soars ! — The drift of pinions, would we hearken, Beats at our own clay-shuttered doors.
Pagina 15 - And death is a low mist which cannot blot The brightness it may veil. When lofty thought Lifts a young heart above its mortal lair, And love and life contend in it, for what Shall be its earthly doom, the dead live there, And move like winds of light on dark and stormy air.
Pagina 71 - Nor through the questions men may try, The petty cobwebs we have spun: If e'er when faith had fallen asleep, I heard a voice 'believe no more' And heard an ever-breaking shore That tumbled in the Godless deep; A warmth within the breast would melt The freezing reason's colder part, And like a man in wrath the heart Stood up and answered 'I have felt.
Pagina 74 - I trust I have not wasted breath : I think we are not wholly brain, Magnetic mockeries ; not in vain, Like Paul with beasts, I fought with Death; Not only cunning casts in clay: Let Science prove we are, and then What matters Science unto men, At least to me ? I would not stay.
Pagina 209 - ... a pursuit of our total perfection by means of getting to know, on all the matters which most concern us, the best which has been thought and said in the world ; and through this knowledge, turning a stream of fresh and free thought upon our stock notions and habits...