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Pagina 245 - 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 306 - Truth indeed came once into the world with her Divine Master, and was a perfect shape most glorious to look on : but when he ascended, and his Apostles after him were laid asleep, then straight arose a wicked race of deceivers, who, as that story goes of the Egyptian Typhon with his conspirators, how they dealt with the good Osiris, took the virgin Truth, hewed her lovely form into a thou,sand pieces, and scattered them to the four...
Pagina 244 - 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 307 - Osiris, took the virgin truth, hewed her lovely form into a thousand pieces, and scattered them to the four winds. From that time ever since, the sad friends of truth, such as durst appear, imitating the careful search that Isis made for the mangled body of Osiris, went up and down, gathering up limb by limb still as they could find them.
Pagina 153 - Jostling by dark intrigue for place; Like fabled Gods, their mighty war Shook realms and nations in its jar...
Pagina 55 - I have attempted to give a picture of a man, of strong mind and lively sensibility, agitated by two of the most powerful affections of the human heart ; the parental affection, and the love of property (landed property), including the feelings of inheritance, home, and personal and family independence.
Pagina 307 - Him were laid asleep, then straight arose a wicked race of deceivers, who, as that story goes of the Egyptian Typhon with his conspirators, how they dealt with the good Osiris, took the Virgin Truth, hewed her lovely form into a thousand pieces, and scattered them to the four winds.
Pagina 287 - He talked in the course of an hour, of beginning three works ; and he recited the poem of Christabel unfinished, and as I had before heard it. What talent does he not waste in forming visions, sublime, but unconnected with the real world ! I have looked to his efforts, as to the efforts of a creating being ; but as yet he has not laid the foundation for the new world of intellectual forms.
Pagina 242 - Coleridge has been at home for four or five months ' in an almost uniform kind disposition towards us all.' His conversation has been greatly admired, his spirits had been, in general, better than she had known them for years, he has been teaching Italian both to the younger Sara and to her mother — only he is doing nothing else. ' The last number of the Friend lies on his desk, the sight of which fills my heart with grief and my eyes with tears.
Pagina 281 - ... that I have gained in an active and not unprofitable life. How well I remember that delightful season, when, full of power, I sought for power in others ; and power was sympathy, and sympathy power. When the dead and the unknown, the great of other ages and of distant places, were made, by the force of the imagination, my companions and friends ; when every voice seemed one of praise and love; when every flower had the bloom and odour of the rose ; and every spray or plant seemed either the poet's...