The Prose Workd of Mrs. Ellis: The poetry of life. Pictures of private life (first and second series) A voice from the vintageLangley, 1844 |
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... learned , perhaps at some cost , to analyze our feelings , and to say , rather than feel , that there is poetry in the hum of bees . But let one of these honey - laden wander- ers find his way into our apartment , and while he struggles ...
... learned , perhaps at some cost , to analyze our feelings , and to say , rather than feel , that there is poetry in the hum of bees . But let one of these honey - laden wander- ers find his way into our apartment , and while he struggles ...
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... learned to dread , and the voice whose threatening tones were followed by punishment and pain . darkness in his infancy , and the other pain- fully POETICAL SUBJECTS . 15 Individual Associations The Poetry of Grief 102.
... learned to dread , and the voice whose threatening tones were followed by punishment and pain . darkness in his infancy , and the other pain- fully POETICAL SUBJECTS . 15 Individual Associations The Poetry of Grief 102.
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... learned to feel , and , in part , to understand the solemnity of the Sabbath . Beside its venerable walls are the last habitations of our kiudred ; and beneath that dark and mournful yew is the ancient pastor's grave . Here is the ...
... learned to feel , and , in part , to understand the solemnity of the Sabbath . Beside its venerable walls are the last habitations of our kiudred ; and beneath that dark and mournful yew is the ancient pastor's grave . Here is the ...
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... learned to regard the oak as forming a sort of bulwark for the defence of our lib- erties . Thus , the British sailor calls upon his comrades by the proud title of " hearts of oak , " and England is not unfrequently described as being ...
... learned to regard the oak as forming a sort of bulwark for the defence of our lib- erties . Thus , the British sailor calls upon his comrades by the proud title of " hearts of oak , " and England is not unfrequently described as being ...
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... learned to consider birds as less material than other animals , or whether , from the aerial flight of birds , the artist and the poet have learned to represent angelic beings as borne along the fields of air on feathery wings , it is ...
... learned to consider birds as less material than other animals , or whether , from the aerial flight of birds , the artist and the poet have learned to represent angelic beings as borne along the fields of air on feathery wings , it is ...
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Página 88 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Página 159 - 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 them forth By my so potent art...
Página 136 - At her feet he bowed, he fell, he lay down : at her feet he bowed, he fell ; where he bowed, there he fell down dead.
Página 83 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, 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 134 - But he himself went a day's journey into the wilderness, and came and sat down under a juniper tree: and he requested for himself that he might die; and said, It is enough; now, O Lord, take away my life ; for I am not better than my fathers.
Página 85 - Awake, /Eolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take ; The laughing flowers, that round them blow, Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong, Through verdant vales, and Ceres...
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 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 amourist, or the trencher fury of a rhyming parasite ; nor to be obtained by the invocation of Dame Memory and her siren daughters ; but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom He pleases.
Página 81 - SWIFTLY walk over the western wave, Spirit of Night ! Out of the misty eastern cave, Where all the long and lone daylight Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear, Which make thee terrible and dear, — Swift be thy flight ! Wrap thy form in a mantle gray, Star-inwrought ! Blind with thine hair the eyes of day, Kiss her until she be wearied out, Then wander o'er city, and sea, and land, Touching all with thine opiate wand.
Página 85 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.