The Literary magnet of the belles lettres, science, and the fine arts, ed. by Tobias Merton. Vol.1 - new ser., vol.[2. Vol.2 of the new ser. wants all after p.192]., Band 11829 |
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... poem of the Cottar's Saturday Night , supposed to be the venerable parents of the poet . I could not help expressing admiration at the extreme nicety , comfort , and cleanliness of her dwelling , nor avoid complaining of the close ...
... poem of the Cottar's Saturday Night , supposed to be the venerable parents of the poet . I could not help expressing admiration at the extreme nicety , comfort , and cleanliness of her dwelling , nor avoid complaining of the close ...
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... Poets disagree , And tuneful scribblers doubt like Pope and me ; He holds the axiom some fair friend let fall- ' Most women have no characters at all ; ' Formed like a gorgeous cloud in air to range One blessed moment , and the next to ...
... Poets disagree , And tuneful scribblers doubt like Pope and me ; He holds the axiom some fair friend let fall- ' Most women have no characters at all ; ' Formed like a gorgeous cloud in air to range One blessed moment , and the next to ...
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... And mows the fairest flowers . I grieve not for the sweets that fade , Since he in whom I trust , Shall here protect with heavenly aid , And raise me from the dust . J. W. THE LIVING POETS OF ENGLAND . — No . I. 16 A COMPARISON .
... And mows the fairest flowers . I grieve not for the sweets that fade , Since he in whom I trust , Shall here protect with heavenly aid , And raise me from the dust . J. W. THE LIVING POETS OF ENGLAND . — No . I. 16 A COMPARISON .
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THE LIVING POETS OF ENGLAND . — No . I. WORDSWORTH . It is now so generally admitted that the poetry of the present ... poems must be studied before they can be appreciated ; —it might almost be added : — And you must love them , ere to ...
THE LIVING POETS OF ENGLAND . — No . I. WORDSWORTH . It is now so generally admitted that the poetry of the present ... poems must be studied before they can be appreciated ; —it might almost be added : — And you must love them , ere to ...
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... poems all the merit they deserve . Again , those points in which Wordsworth has surpassed his compeers are not ... poets with- ' we will not have this man to reign over us . " But the head and front of his offending seems to have been ...
... poems all the merit they deserve . Again , those points in which Wordsworth has surpassed his compeers are not ... poets with- ' we will not have this man to reign over us . " But the head and front of his offending seems to have been ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 21 - 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.
Seite 70 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Seite 19 - Of Truth, of Grandeur, Beauty, Love, and Hope, And melancholy Fear subdued by Faith; Of blessed consolations in distress; Of moral strength, and intellectual Power; Of joy in widest commonalty spread...
Seite 163 - Blessed be the name of the Lord from this time forth and for evermore. From the rising of the sun unto the going down of the same the Lord's name is to be praised.
Seite 70 - The race of life becomes a hopeless flight To those that walk in darkness : on the sea The boldest steer but where their ports invite; But there are wanderers o'er Eternity Whose bark drives on and on, and anchor'd ne'er shall be. 670 LXXI Is it not better, then, to be alone, And love Earth only for its earthly sake...
Seite 71 - Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will: Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And...
Seite 22 - She shall be sportive as the fawn That wild with glee across the lawn Or up the mountain springs ; And hers shall be the breathing balm, And hers the silence and the calm Of mute, insensate things.
Seite 70 - I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me; and to me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum Of human cities...
Seite 70 - For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth ; but hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue. And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thoughts : a sense sublime Of something far more deeply interfused, Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns...
Seite 73 - But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation : Meek loveliness is round thee spread, A softness still and holy ; The grace of forest charms decayed, And pastoral melancholy.