The Greater English Poets of the Nineteenth CenturyH. Holt, 1907 - 388 páginas |
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... Thou consummation of all mortal hope ! Thou glorious prize of blindly - working will ! Whose rays , diffused throughout all space and time , Verge to one point and blend forever there : Of purest spirits thou pure dwelling place ! Where ...
... Thou consummation of all mortal hope ! Thou glorious prize of blindly - working will ! Whose rays , diffused throughout all space and time , Verge to one point and blend forever there : Of purest spirits thou pure dwelling place ! Where ...
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William Morton Payne. Where friends and lovers meet to part no more . Thou art the end of all desire and will , The product of all action ; and the souls That by the paths of an aspiring change Have reached thy haven of perpetual peace ...
William Morton Payne. Where friends and lovers meet to part no more . Thou art the end of all desire and will , The product of all action ; and the souls That by the paths of an aspiring change Have reached thy haven of perpetual peace ...
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... thou the glory of its dawn behold ? Alas ! gaze not on me , but turn thine eyes On thine own heart - it is a Paradise Which everlasting spring has made its own , And while drear winter fills the naked skies , Sweet streams of sunny ...
... thou the glory of its dawn behold ? Alas ! gaze not on me , but turn thine eyes On thine own heart - it is a Paradise Which everlasting spring has made its own , And while drear winter fills the naked skies , Sweet streams of sunny ...
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... thou darest not pursue , and canst not harm , Should'st thou pursue ; there we shall meet again . ' Then held his breath , and , after a brief spasm , The indignant spirit cast its mortal garment Among the slain - dead earth upon the ...
... thou darest not pursue , and canst not harm , Should'st thou pursue ; there we shall meet again . ' Then held his breath , and , after a brief spasm , The indignant spirit cast its mortal garment Among the slain - dead earth upon the ...
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... thou hast been , ' Tis something better not to be . " Taken by themselves , these words were well enough suited to Schopenhauer's purpose , which was that of proving all the great poets to have been , in a sense , the forerunners or ...
... thou hast been , ' Tis something better not to be . " Taken by themselves , these words were well enough suited to Schopenhauer's purpose , which was that of proving all the great poets to have been , in a sense , the forerunners or ...
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Página 133 - Of aspect more sublime; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world Is lightened: — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on,— Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul: 319 While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the...
Página 53 - The world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn: Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam Like wrecks of a dissolving dream.
Página 49 - To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night; To defy Power, which seems omnipotent; To love, and bear; to hope till Hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates...
Página 208 - Therefore to whom turn I but to thee, the ineffable Name? Builder and maker, thou, of houses not made with hands! What, have fear of change from thee who art ever the same? Doubt that thy power can fill the heart that thy power expands? There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before...
Página 240 - Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life...
Página 248 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Página 129 - The principal object, then, proposed in these poems was to choose incidents and situations from common life, and to relate or describe them, throughout, as far as was possible in a selection of language really used by men...
Página 248 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Página 233 - Speak to Him thou for He hears, and Spirit with Spirit can meet — Closer is He than breathing, and nearer than hands and feet.
Página 132 - The man of science seeks truth as a remote and unknown benefactor ; he cherishes and loves it in his solitude ; the poet, singing a song in which all human beings join with him, rejoices in the presence of truth as our visible friend and hourly companion.