Literary Leaves; Or, Prose and Verse Chiefly Written in India, Band 1W.H. Allen & Company, 1840 |
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... passion which nature has universally lighted up in the human breast , and which we constantly find to burn with most strength and brightness in the noblest bosoms ? Accordingly Revelation is so far from endeavouring to eradicate the ...
... passion which nature has universally lighted up in the human breast , and which we constantly find to burn with most strength and brightness in the noblest bosoms ? Accordingly Revelation is so far from endeavouring to eradicate the ...
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... passion only equalled in intensity by that of youthful love . The heart at such a time is nearly stifled with a mixed emotion of tenderness , admiration and delight . It almost aches with affection . I can fully sympathize in a mother's ...
... passion only equalled in intensity by that of youthful love . The heart at such a time is nearly stifled with a mixed emotion of tenderness , admiration and delight . It almost aches with affection . I can fully sympathize in a mother's ...
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... passion darkly bound Within that fearful cell , the shrouded heart ! The quivering lip , the quick convulsive start , But feebly tell the strife . The crowd around When sinks the strong man ' neath the sullen stream Thus see but bubbles ...
... passion darkly bound Within that fearful cell , the shrouded heart ! The quivering lip , the quick convulsive start , But feebly tell the strife . The crowd around When sinks the strong man ' neath the sullen stream Thus see but bubbles ...
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... passion proudly spurned By one whom thou hast worshipped as a star . Oh ! live not thus eternally at war With loftier hopes ! Before thy young veins burned With love's sweet poison , who like thee discerned The glad earth's glory , or ...
... passion proudly spurned By one whom thou hast worshipped as a star . Oh ! live not thus eternally at war With loftier hopes ! Before thy young veins burned With love's sweet poison , who like thee discerned The glad earth's glory , or ...
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... passion ; but he was a classical scholar and a correct and skilful versifier . His translation of the Æneid , though greatly inferior to Dryden's , has been praised by Johnson , and his Vida's Art of Poetry was once popular . It is ...
... passion ; but he was a classical scholar and a correct and skilful versifier . His translation of the Æneid , though greatly inferior to Dryden's , has been praised by Johnson , and his Vida's Art of Poetry was once popular . It is ...
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admiration amongst Anna Seward Atossa beauty Bolingbroke breast breath bright calm Chalkhill character Charlotte Smith charms cheerful Clearchus clouds cold conversation critics D'Israeli dear death delightful dreams Duchess of Marlborough E'en effect egotism egotist external face fair fame fancy feeling friendship genius gleam glittering glorious glory happy harmony hath heart hope Horace Walpole human intellectual Jeremy Taylor John Chalkhill Johnson labour Leigh Hunt less light lines literary look Lord Bolingbroke Lord Byron Marchmont memory Milton mind Montaigne nature never o'er observed once passage passion perhaps persons Petrarch physiognomy pleasure poem poet poet's poetical poetry Pope Pope's praise prose reader remarks rhyme says scene seems Shakspeare silent smile sonnet soul sound speak spirit stanza style sweet talk taste tender Thealma thine thing thou thought tion truth verse voice weary words writers
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Seite 265 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Seite 198 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward.
Seite 127 - Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be, In every work regard the writer's end, Since none can compass more than they intend; And if the means be just, the conduct true, Applause, in spite of trivial faults, is due.
Seite 89 - 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...
Seite 95 - Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell That spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell!
Seite 313 - Phoebus lifts his golden fire: The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas! for other notes repine; A different object do these eyes require: My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine: And in my breast the imperfect joys expire...
Seite 10 - Blessings be with them — and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares—- The Poets, who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays ! Oh ! might my name be numbered among theirs, Then gladly would I end my mortal days.
Seite 97 - With many a weary step, and many a groan, Up the high hill he heaves a huge round stone; The huge round stone, resulting with a bound, Thunders impetuous down, and smokes along the ground.
Seite 198 - The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In Liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which all Europe rings from side to side. This thought might lead me through the world's vain mask Content, though blind, had I no better guide.
Seite 254 - See, what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.