The village bridal and other poems. Also, two lectures |
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Pagina 16
... mysterious place ! What soul can muse on Nature's grand ethereal plan , And then deny the God who made the world for man ? PART I. Beneath an elm - tree's shade , at ev'ning's tranquil hour , A youth delighted gazed upon a beauteous ...
... mysterious place ! What soul can muse on Nature's grand ethereal plan , And then deny the God who made the world for man ? PART I. Beneath an elm - tree's shade , at ev'ning's tranquil hour , A youth delighted gazed upon a beauteous ...
Pagina 36
... mysterious way have fled , Whilst in the gloomy convent , lone and still , The Priest directs the human conscience and the will ! A brighter vision doth the muse inspire- The dismal priest begins to lose his might- A Luther bids the ...
... mysterious way have fled , Whilst in the gloomy convent , lone and still , The Priest directs the human conscience and the will ! A brighter vision doth the muse inspire- The dismal priest begins to lose his might- A Luther bids the ...
Pagina 38
... which , your every day desire , Your liberty is sold ! Nature , with all her mystic power , Speaks wisdom to the mind ; There's nought in her mysterious bower But differs from its kind : Yet man , " the noblest work of God , 38.
... which , your every day desire , Your liberty is sold ! Nature , with all her mystic power , Speaks wisdom to the mind ; There's nought in her mysterious bower But differs from its kind : Yet man , " the noblest work of God , 38.
Pagina 42
... mysterious . Think not , forsooth , because the CAUSE of all Is not reveal'd , save to the eye of Faith , That which seems strange to Reason , though unknown , Hath not a destiny , as well as that Which e'en the dull perception of a ...
... mysterious . Think not , forsooth , because the CAUSE of all Is not reveal'd , save to the eye of Faith , That which seems strange to Reason , though unknown , Hath not a destiny , as well as that Which e'en the dull perception of a ...
Pagina 53
... mysterious hiding dimly brings The soul a faith in unseen and immortal things . Doth Freedom ne'er sweet winning glances cast , To pave thy breast with an unquench'd desire , The future may shine brighter than the past , And men ...
... mysterious hiding dimly brings The soul a faith in unseen and immortal things . Doth Freedom ne'er sweet winning glances cast , To pave thy breast with an unquench'd desire , The future may shine brighter than the past , And men ...
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angel appear bear beauty become behold better breast breath bring brother cause child classes clouds co-operation create dark dear death delight developed divine doth dream earth employed existence faith fall fear feel felt fields flowers freedom future gaze give hand happiness hath heart hope human ideal ignorance imagination influence intellectual kind knowledge labour leave life's light live man's means mind moral mother mourn mysterious mystic nature Nature's never night o'er past pleasure poetic poetry possess poverty practical present pride principle produce Progress pure reform Religion rich rise share smiles social society soon soul struggle sublime sweet teach tell thee There's things thou thought thrill thro tion toil true truth universal voice Whilst wonderful youthful
Populaire passages
Pagina 113 - Hear the loud alarum bells, Brazen bells! What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells! In the startled ear of night How they scream out their affright! Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire...
Pagina 112 - Nevermore." "Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting: "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Pagina 112 - thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Pagina 112 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
Pagina 113 - Yet the ear, it fully knows, By the twanging And the clanging, How the danger ebbs and flows ; Yet the ear distinctly tells, In the jangling And the wrangling, How the danger sinks and swells, By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells — Of the bells— Of the bells, bells, bells...
Pagina 111 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem.
Pagina 114 - Go to the raging sea, and say, " Be still !" Bid the wild lawless winds obey thy will ; Preach to the storm, and reason with Despair, But tell not Misery's son that life is fair.
Pagina 110 - Young stranger, whither wand'rest thou ? Began the rev'rend Sage ! Does thirst of wealth thy step constrain, Or youthful pleasure's rage ? Or, haply, prest with cares and woes, Too soon thou hast began To wander forth, with me, to mourn The miseries of Man.
Pagina 111 - O death ! the poor man's dearest friend. The kindest and the best ! Welcome the hour my aged limbs Are laid with thee at rest ! The great, the wealthy, fear thy blow, From pomp and pleasure torn ; But, Oh ! a blest relief to those That weary-laden mourn ! A PRAYER, IN THE PROSPECT OF DEATH.
Pagina 113 - Oh, the bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells Of Despair! How they clang and clash and roar! What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air! Yet the ear it fully knows, By the twanging, And the clanging, How the danger ebbs and flows...