The Poetry of LifeLangley, 1845 - 184 páginas |
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... night labours of the starving poet testify . The want of money may it is true , urge on- ward towards the same goal as the love of fame , but the one operates , as it were , from behind , by the painful application of a goad ; while the ...
... night labours of the starving poet testify . The want of money may it is true , urge on- ward towards the same goal as the love of fame , but the one operates , as it were , from behind , by the painful application of a goad ; while the ...
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... night , and glowing day , with an end and purpose in their brief existence inscrutable to the mind of man . The flowers of the garden , though pos- sessing more richness and gorgeous beauty , are less poetical , because we see too ...
... night , and glowing day , with an end and purpose in their brief existence inscrutable to the mind of man . The flowers of the garden , though pos- sessing more richness and gorgeous beauty , are less poetical , because we see too ...
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... Night gathers in with darkness and dismay , and while the moaning of the ven- erable oak resounds through the forest like the voice of a mighty and unseen spirit , and the bellowing of the blast seems mingled with the wilder shrieks of ...
... Night gathers in with darkness and dismay , and while the moaning of the ven- erable oak resounds through the forest like the voice of a mighty and unseen spirit , and the bellowing of the blast seems mingled with the wilder shrieks of ...
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... night — perhaps to breathe a prayer at his bed side . As he laid his head upon the pillow , he saw the light standing as usual , but no gentle form approached , and in an instant he felt the full force of his be- reavement . He was ...
... night — perhaps to breathe a prayer at his bed side . As he laid his head upon the pillow , he saw the light standing as usual , but no gentle form approached , and in an instant he felt the full force of his be- reavement . He was ...
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... nights , fearful storms , and chilling blasts , have a limitation and a bound assigned them , and must in their appointed time give place to the fructifying and genial influence of spring . Perhaps we have mur- mured ( for what is there ...
... nights , fearful storms , and chilling blasts , have a limitation and a bound assigned them , and must in their appointed time give place to the fructifying and genial influence of spring . Perhaps we have mur- mured ( for what is there ...
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admiration affections amongst animal asso associations Balaam beauty behold beneath birds blessed bosom capable character charm cherub colour dark deep delight earth enjoyment eternal evil exis faculty familiar familiar spirits flowers genius glory grief hand happiness harmony hath heart heaven hope human ideas imagination impressions influence innu intel intellectual Jephthah labour language less light listen living look Lord Lord Byron majesty mankind marble beauties melancholy melody ment mind moon moral mountain mysterious nature ness never night object pain painting passions pathos peculiar perceptions Philistines picture pleasure poet poetic feeling poetry principle PROSPERO racter refined rience Saul scene shadow silent Sisera smile soul sound speak spirit sublime suffering sweet tain taste tence tenderness thee things thou thought tion trees truth tural ture uncon unto voice wandering weary wild wind wings woman words
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Página 83 - The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Página 158 - gainst my fury • Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, • And they shall be themselves.
Página 182 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Página 159 - And twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt; the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake, and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd, and let 'em forth By my so potent art.
Página 166 - I am now indebted, as being a work not to be raised from the heat of youth or the vapours of wine, like that which flows at waste from the pen of some vulgar amorist or the trencher fury of a rhyming parasite, nor to be obtained by the invocation of Dame Memory and her siren daughters...
Página 135 - When the most High divided to the nations their inheritance, when he separated the sons of Adam, he set the bounds of the people according to the number of the children of Israel.
Página 129 - And it came to pass, when he saw her, that he rent his clothes, and said, Alas, my daughter! thou hast brought me very low, and thou art one of them that trouble me: for I have opened my mouth unto the LORD, and I cannot go back.
Página 134 - And Rizpah the daughter of Aiah took sackcloth, and spread it for her upon the rock, from the beginning of harvest until water dropped upon them out of heaven, and suffered neither the birds of the air to rest on them by day, nor the beasts of the field by night.
Página 85 - There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song.
Página 158 - These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this unsubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind.