The works of Walter Savage Landor [ed. by J. Forster].Edward Moxon, 44, Dover Street., 1846 - 675 páginas |
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... heart bleeds ! But the birds can fly ; and the nest requires no warmth from the parent , no cover against the rain and the wind . Kotzebue . This is wildness : this is agony . Your face is laden with large drops ; some of them tears ...
... heart bleeds ! But the birds can fly ; and the nest requires no warmth from the parent , no cover against the rain and the wind . Kotzebue . This is wildness : this is agony . Your face is laden with large drops ; some of them tears ...
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... heart is kindly . I must grieve for him ! Away with tenderness ! I disrobe him of the privilege to pity me or to praise me , as he would have done had I lived of old . Better men shall do more . God calls them : me too he calls : I will ...
... heart is kindly . I must grieve for him ! Away with tenderness ! I disrobe him of the privilege to pity me or to praise me , as he would have done had I lived of old . Better men shall do more . God calls them : me too he calls : I will ...
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... heart and tearing it , and gnawing it , summer and winter , spring and autumn ; while others are in villa ! hosiers and hatters , who can not distinguish a picture from a counterpane , a Porporato from a Pievano . Ca ! and these people ...
... heart and tearing it , and gnawing it , summer and winter , spring and autumn ; while others are in villa ! hosiers and hatters , who can not distinguish a picture from a counterpane , a Porporato from a Pievano . Ca ! and these people ...
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... heart pant and the innermost soul sigh after it . All . I seize it ! I seize it ! I seize it ! Legate . It was no easy matter to put up pen- knife and scissors ; but it was easier than to sleep in such a presence . About midnight I rose ...
... heart pant and the innermost soul sigh after it . All . I seize it ! I seize it ! I seize it ! Legate . It was no easy matter to put up pen- knife and scissors ; but it was easier than to sleep in such a presence . About midnight I rose ...
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... heart . Finding him deficient in every one of these faculties , I think his disciples have extolled him too highly . Where power is absent , we may find the robes of genius , but we miss the throne . He would acquit a slave who killed ...
... heart . Finding him deficient in every one of these faculties , I think his disciples have extolled him too highly . Where power is absent , we may find the robes of genius , but we miss the throne . He would acquit a slave who killed ...
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Página 60 - In utter darkness, and their portion set As far removed from God and light of Heaven, As from the centre thrice to the utmost pole.
Página 61 - Awaiting what command their mighty chief Had to impose : he through the armed files Darts his experienced eye, and soon traverse The whole battalion views, their order due, * Their visages and stature as of gods ; Their number last he sums. And now his heart Distends with pride, and hardening in his strength Glories...
Página 136 - Think not that I am come to destroy the law, or the prophets : I am not come to destroy, but to fulfill. For verily I say unto you, Till heaven and earth pass, one jot or one tittle shall in no wise pass from the law, till all be fulfilled.
Página 170 - What needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones The labour of an age in piled stones ? Or that his hallowed reliques should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid ? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What needst thou such weak witness of thy name ? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
Página 354 - Love pouted, and rumpled and bent down with his forefinger the stiff short feathers on his arrow-head, but replied not. Although he frowned worse than ever, and at me, I dreaded him less and less, and scarcely looked toward him. The milder and calmer genius, the third, in proportion as I took courage to contemplate him, regarded me with more and more complacency.
Página 480 - If happiness is immortality, (And whence enjoy it else the gods above ?) I am immortal too : my vow is heard . . Hark ! on the left . . Nay, turn not from me now, I claim my kiss.
Página 70 - Obscured, where highest woods, impenetrable To star or sun-light, spread their umbrage broad And brown as evening ! cover me, ye pines, Ye cedars, with innumerable boughs Hide me, where I may never see them more...
Página 480 - Even among the fondest of them all, What mortal or immortal maid is more Content with giving happiness than pain ? One day he was returning from the wood Despondently.
Página 68 - Ceased warbling, but all night tuned her soft lays: Others on silver lakes and rivers bathed Their downy breast; the swan with arched neck Between her white wings mantling proudly, rows Her state with oary feet: yet oft they quit The dank, and rising on stiff pennons, tower The mid aerial sky: others on ground...
Página 468 - I cannot tell how long it was before a species of dream or vision came over me. Two beautiful youths appeared beside me ; each was winged ; but the wings were hanging down, and seemed ill adapted to flight. One of them, whose voice was the softest I ever heard, looking at me frequently, said to the other, " He is under my guardianship for the present ; do not awaken him with that feather.