Essays Critical and Imaginative, Volumen2W. Blackwood and sons, 1865 |
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... whole Southern Fleet is in Bowness Bay , now filled with light , music , and motion , glorifying the day , as if meridian yet bore in its bold bosom all the beauty of morn . But what means that exulting cheer , while all the hats and ...
... whole Southern Fleet is in Bowness Bay , now filled with light , music , and motion , glorifying the day , as if meridian yet bore in its bold bosom all the beauty of morn . But what means that exulting cheer , while all the hats and ...
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... the same as one's very soul . Seeing is hap- piness ; and the whole day is felt to be , as Wordsworth finely says , " One of those heavenly days that cannot die . " Never - never may it pass away - so profound CHRISTOPHER AT THE LAKES . 9.
... the same as one's very soul . Seeing is hap- piness ; and the whole day is felt to be , as Wordsworth finely says , " One of those heavenly days that cannot die . " Never - never may it pass away - so profound CHRISTOPHER AT THE LAKES . 9.
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... whole world of imagination is gone in a moment , and as a gust goes sughing over the gloom that blackens above the bed of fugitive lustre , you think of the man in the coach , without face or name , and cry with that sagest of bagmen ...
... whole world of imagination is gone in a moment , and as a gust goes sughing over the gloom that blackens above the bed of fugitive lustre , you think of the man in the coach , without face or name , and cry with that sagest of bagmen ...
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... whole man like a shepherd starting from slumber in his plaid to seek the sheep - paths on the green- sward that sweeps round the bases of the hawk - haunted cliffs . The Char of Coniston - let the anonymous man in the coach , without ...
... whole man like a shepherd starting from slumber in his plaid to seek the sheep - paths on the green- sward that sweeps round the bases of the hawk - haunted cliffs . The Char of Coniston - let the anonymous man in the coach , without ...
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... whole party . Last time we stood here -facing these cliffs- some dozen years ago - how they frowned by glimpses through the driving rack ! The tarn itself was pitch , which grew blacker still on tempest - stricken spots - while now and ...
... whole party . Last time we stood here -facing these cliffs- some dozen years ago - how they frowned by glimpses through the driving rack ! The tarn itself was pitch , which grew blacker still on tempest - stricken spots - while now and ...
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Página 172 - TO him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Página 192 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Página 173 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Página 100 - WHEN cats run home and light is come, And dew is cold upon the ground, And the far-off stream is dumb, And the whirring sail goes round, And the whirring sail goes round ; Alone and warming his five wits, The white owl in the belfry sits.
Página 108 - My life is dreary, He cometh not,' she said ; She said, ' I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead...
Página 189 - That lifts his tossing mane. A moment in the British camp — A moment — and away Back to the pathless forest, Before the peep of day. Grave men there are by broad Santee, Grave men with hoary hairs; Their hearts are all with Marion, For Marion are their prayers. And lovely ladies greet our band With kindliest welcoming, With smiles like those of summer, And tears like those of spring. For them we wear these trusty arms, And lay them down no more Till we have driven the Briton Forever from our...
Página 175 - Try their thin wings and dance in the warm beam That waked them into life. Even the green trees Partake the deep contentment ; as they bend To the soft winds, the sun from the blue sky Looks in and sheds a blessing on the scene. Scarce less the cleft-born wild-flower seems to enjoy Existence, than the winged plunderer That sucks its sweets.
Página 172 - Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again; And, lost each human trace, surrendering up Thine individual being, shalt thou go To mix forever with the elements, To be a brother to the insensible rock And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain Turns with his share, and treads upon. The oak Shall send his roots abroad and pierce thy mould.
Página 175 - But Winter has yet brighter scenes, — he boasts Splendors beyond what gorgeous Summer knows ; Or Autumn, with his many fruits, and woods All flushed with many hues. Come, when the rains Have glazed the snow, and clothed the trees with ice; While the slant sun of February pours Into the bowers a flood of light.
Página 106 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food, For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.