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Pagina 47
... hope your souls enslave ; Be independent , generous , brave : Your father such example gave , And such revere ; But be admonished by his grave , And think and fear " LECTURE XI . Contemporary Literature . The present age not LINES TO ...
... hope your souls enslave ; Be independent , generous , brave : Your father such example gave , And such revere ; But be admonished by his grave , And think and fear " LECTURE XI . Contemporary Literature . The present age not LINES TO ...
Pagina 95
... hope thou gav'st thine ear To my wild firstling lays . Since then my song Hath sounded deeper notes , such as beseem Or that sad wisdom folly leaves behind , Or such as , tuned to these tumultuous times , Cope with the tempest's swell ...
... hope thou gav'st thine ear To my wild firstling lays . Since then my song Hath sounded deeper notes , such as beseem Or that sad wisdom folly leaves behind , Or such as , tuned to these tumultuous times , Cope with the tempest's swell ...
Pagina 101
... hope of breaking his opium habits , under the care of a physi- cian , being received an inmate in his family , this connec- tion , beginning in little more than a professional visit , lasted for near twenty years , -in fact , during the ...
... hope of breaking his opium habits , under the care of a physi- cian , being received an inmate in his family , this connec- tion , beginning in little more than a professional visit , lasted for near twenty years , -in fact , during the ...
Pagina 109
... hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life , whose fountains are within . ” In another strain of the same ode the important ima- ginative truth is set forth : " From the soul itself must issue forth A light , a glory , a ...
... hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life , whose fountains are within . ” In another strain of the same ode the important ima- ginative truth is set forth : " From the soul itself must issue forth A light , a glory , a ...
Pagina 133
... hope . " The honourable ambition of occupying a permanent place in the literature not only of his own country , but of all lands where the English language is spoken , could not fail to animate the breast of one whose gratitude was as ...
... hope . " The honourable ambition of occupying a permanent place in the literature not only of his own country , but of all lands where the English language is spoken , could not fail to animate the breast of one whose gratitude was as ...
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Pagina 117 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And, having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head, Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Pagina 123 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Pagina 114 - This body dropt not down. Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide wide sea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony.
Pagina 192 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims aronnd him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
Pagina 221 - Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will: Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And...
Pagina 123 - With Roland and Sir Leoline. Each spake words of high disdain And insult to his heart's best brother : They parted — ne'er to meet again ! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder ; A dreary sea now flows between ; — But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Pagina 260 - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with his eternal motion make A sound like thunder— everlastingly.
Pagina 195 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Pagina 120 - There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Pagina 192 - He heard it, but he heeded not - his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother - he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday All this rush'd with his blood - Shall he expire And unavenged?