A Second Gallery of Literary PortraitsJ. Hogg, 1850 - 429 páginas |
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... wonder among the sons of God ? Thus died Milton , the prince of modern men , accepting death as gently and silently as the sky receives into its arms the waning moon . We are re- minded of a description in " Hyperion , " of the death of ...
... wonder among the sons of God ? Thus died Milton , the prince of modern men , accepting death as gently and silently as the sky receives into its arms the waning moon . We are re- minded of a description in " Hyperion , " of the death of ...
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... wonder is , how he can thus elevate the tame beauties of English scenery , which are so tiny that they might be fitly tenanted by Lilliputians , and through which men stalk like monstrous giants . " L'Allegro " is an enumeration of ...
... wonder is , how he can thus elevate the tame beauties of English scenery , which are so tiny that they might be fitly tenanted by Lilliputians , and through which men stalk like monstrous giants . " L'Allegro " is an enumeration of ...
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... wonder at every sign , and shop , and shopkeeper he sees . But we main- tain , that those always write best on any subject who are best acquainted with it , who know it in all its shades and phases ; and that such minute and personal ...
... wonder at every sign , and shop , and shopkeeper he sees . But we main- tain , that those always write best on any subject who are best acquainted with it , who know it in all its shades and phases ; and that such minute and personal ...
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... wonder , rather than to create warm and willing admiration . You believe it to be a powerful poem , and you tremble as you believe . What a contrast in " Comus , " the growth and bloom rather than the work of his youth ! It bears the ...
... wonder , rather than to create warm and willing admiration . You believe it to be a powerful poem , and you tremble as you believe . What a contrast in " Comus , " the growth and bloom rather than the work of his youth ! It bears the ...
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... wonder that a similar effect was not produced upon Milton's mind , from the long presence of his own terrific creation ( to be thinking of the Devil for six or ten years together looks like a Satanic possession ) , were it not that we ...
... wonder that a similar effect was not produced upon Milton's mind , from the long presence of his own terrific creation ( to be thinking of the Devil for six or ten years together looks like a Satanic possession ) , were it not that we ...
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Página 225 - Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles whom we knew. Tho' much is taken, much abides ; and tho...
Página 19 - The Oracles are dumb ; No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed spell, Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Página 50 - And thus I saw the horses in the vision, and them that sat on them, having breastplates of fire, and of jacinth, and brimstone: and the heads of the horses were as the heads of lions : and out of their mouths issued fire and smoke and brimstone.
Página 227 - And one : * He had not wholly quench'd his power; A little grain of conscience made him sour.' At last I heard a voice upon the slope Cry to the summit, ' Is there any hope ? ' To which an answer peal'd from that high land, But in a tongue no man could understand ; And on the glimmering limit far withdrawn God made Himself an awful rose of dawn.
Página 32 - Adam the goodliest man of men since born His sons, the fairest of her daughters Eve.
Página 378 - Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant ! Let the dead Past bury its dead ! Act, — act in the living Present ! Heart within, and God o'erhead ! /!Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Página 44 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love, Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow [Kneels.
Página 20 - I took it for a faery vision Of some gay creatures of the element, That in the colours of the rainbow live, And play i
Página 282 - Will the unicorn be willing to serve thee, Or abide by thy crib? Canst thou bind the unicorn with his band in the furrow? Or will he harrow the valleys after thee?
Página 96 - Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it...