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... Lord Landsdowne had lured the min- strel from his Derbyshire Cot ; and the hearth at which the latter now sat , in Sloperton Cot- tage , was that at which , some thirty years later , he died full of years and honors , leaving one ...
... Lord Landsdowne had lured the min- strel from his Derbyshire Cot ; and the hearth at which the latter now sat , in Sloperton Cot- tage , was that at which , some thirty years later , he died full of years and honors , leaving one ...
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... Lord Mulgrave , and , with a gener- nius . " Haydon energetic , ambitious , full of ous unselfish feeling , introduced both to his grand ideas , and romantic hopes , eloquent and noble friend ; Haydon also obtained the no- overbearing ...
... Lord Mulgrave , and , with a gener- nius . " Haydon energetic , ambitious , full of ous unselfish feeling , introduced both to his grand ideas , and romantic hopes , eloquent and noble friend ; Haydon also obtained the no- overbearing ...
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... Lord Elgin's , drawing time when they were lying in Lord Elgin's sometimes fifteen hours a day . We find him , yard in Park Lane , to be profaned by foolish while his " Dentatus " was in progress , alter- critics , misnamed by ...
... Lord Elgin's , drawing time when they were lying in Lord Elgin's sometimes fifteen hours a day . We find him , yard in Park Lane , to be profaned by foolish while his " Dentatus " was in progress , alter- critics , misnamed by ...
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... ( Lord Farnborough , ) who laid it before the Chancellor of the Ex- chequer . Mr. Vansittart replied oracularly ... Lords ? In the beginning of 1820 , Haydon at length completed his large picture of the " Entry into Jerusalem ; " -after ...
... ( Lord Farnborough , ) who laid it before the Chancellor of the Ex- chequer . Mr. Vansittart replied oracularly ... Lords ? In the beginning of 1820 , Haydon at length completed his large picture of the " Entry into Jerusalem ; " -after ...
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... Lord Grey , on Sir Robert Peel , on Lord Melbourne , or Sir Robert Peel again , and seemed to be making no way whatever with any of them . But our new Houses of Parliament are to have their frescoes , and their oil pictures ; and Haydon ...
... Lord Grey , on Sir Robert Peel , on Lord Melbourne , or Sir Robert Peel again , and seemed to be making no way whatever with any of them . But our new Houses of Parliament are to have their frescoes , and their oil pictures ; and Haydon ...
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Página 370 - You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry 'Hold, hold!
Página 313 - The bridegroom sea Is toying with the shore, his wedded bride, And, in the fulness of his marriage joy, He decorates her tawny brow with shells, Retires a space, to see how fair she looks, Then proud runs up to kiss her.
Página 144 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet, As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ; Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Página 191 - She looks a sea Cybele, fresh from ocean, Rising with her tiara of proud towers At airy distance, with majestic motion, A ruler of the waters and their powers...
Página 175 - When the ended curse Left silence in the world, right suddenly He sprang up rampant and stood straight and stiff, As if the new reality of death Were dashed against his eyes, and roared so fierce, (Such thick carnivorous passion in his throat Tearing a passage through the wrath and fear) And roared so wild, and smote from all the hills Such fast keen echoes crumbling down the vales Precipitately, — that the forest beasts, One after one, did mutter a response Of savage and of sorrowful complaint...
Página 191 - Had stamp'd her image in me, and even so, Although I found her thus, we did not part, Perchance even dearer in her day of woe Than when she was a boast, a marvel, and a show.
Página 48 - OH ! weep for those that wept by Babel's stream, Whose shrines are desolate, whose land a dream : Weep for the harp of Judah's broken shell ; Mourn — where their God hath dwelt the godless dwell!
Página 60 - We want a national epic that shall correspond to the size of the country; that shall be to all other epics what Banvard's Panorama of the Mississippi is to all other paintings, — the largest in the world!" "Ah!" "We want a national drama in which scope enough shall be given to our gigantic ideas, and to the unparalleled activity and progress of our people!
Página 146 - I could never hear the AveMary bell* without an elevation, or think it a sufficient warrant, because they erred in one circumstance, for me to err in all, that is, in silence and dumb contempt ; whilst therefore they directed their devotions to her, I offered mine to God, and rectified the errors of their prayers, by rightly ordering mine own.
Página 144 - Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart. Yet it was not that Nature had shed o'er the scene Her purest of crystal and brightest of green; 'Twas not her soft magic of streamlet or hill, Oh ! no— it was something more exquisite still.