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... dark age was around him ; and if he could dissipate neither their darkness nor his own , yet he upheld in the midst of their violent and agitated life the veneration of intellect . He felt it deeply in himself - he impressed it in awe ...
... dark age was around him ; and if he could dissipate neither their darkness nor his own , yet he upheld in the midst of their violent and agitated life the veneration of intellect . He felt it deeply in himself - he impressed it in awe ...
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... dark pine - forest- scale mountains in company with the sunbeams , the shadows , the clouds , and the red - deer - sleep all night by yourself in some deserted shieling — or in the hut of a solitary herdsman - be- come a man of the ...
... dark pine - forest- scale mountains in company with the sunbeams , the shadows , the clouds , and the red - deer - sleep all night by yourself in some deserted shieling — or in the hut of a solitary herdsman - be- come a man of the ...
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... dark su- blimity of personification , to the pal- pable grossness of forms of flesh and blood , and our public monuments were become mere paragraphs of Gazettes , so many rank and file in boots , and so many battalions in pantaloons ...
... dark su- blimity of personification , to the pal- pable grossness of forms of flesh and blood , and our public monuments were become mere paragraphs of Gazettes , so many rank and file in boots , and so many battalions in pantaloons ...
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... dark head , And dropping out an arm . Several scores more of King Leigh the First's Beauties are described by the pencil of his enamoured majesty- and at the conclusion we are told by him that Every lady bowed A little from its side ...
... dark head , And dropping out an arm . Several scores more of King Leigh the First's Beauties are described by the pencil of his enamoured majesty- and at the conclusion we are told by him that Every lady bowed A little from its side ...
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... dark clouds , and throws A light , through the leaves , on her smil- ing repose . There , One Half there she lies , bower'd ; -a slope for her bed ; branch , like a hand , reaches over her head ; naked , half shrinking , with side ...
... dark clouds , and throws A light , through the leaves , on her smil- ing repose . There , One Half there she lies , bower'd ; -a slope for her bed ; branch , like a hand , reaches over her head ; naked , half shrinking , with side ...
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Seite 271 - And as he prayed, the fashion of his countenance was altered, and his raiment was white and glistering. 30 And, behold, there talked with him two men, which were Moses and Elias: 31 Who appeared in glory, and spake of his decease which he should accomplish at Jerusalem.
Seite 354 - Triumph, my Britain, thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe; He was not of an age, but for all time! And all the Muses still were in their prime When like Apollo he came forth to warm Our ears, or like a Mercury to charm! Nature herself was proud of his designs, And joyed to wear the dressing of his lines!
Seite 2 - Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old, rude song that suited well That ruin wild and hoary.
Seite 57 - I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool, With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news ; Who, with his shears and measure in his hand, Standing on slippers, (which his nimble haste Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet) Told of a many thousand warlike French, That were embattailed and rank'd in Kent.
Seite 139 - More graceful than her own. His wandering step Obedient to high thoughts, has visited The awful ruins of the days of old : Athens, and Tyre, and Balbec, and the waste Where stood Jerusalem, the fallen towers Of Babylon, the eternal pyramids, Memphis and Thebes, and whatsoe'er of strange Sculptured on alabaster obelisk, Or jasper tomb, or mutilated sphynx, Dark /Ethiopia in her desert hills Conceals.
Seite 179 - Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ; Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.