Essays and PoemsCharles C. Little and James Brown, 1839 - 175 pages |
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... stream of narrative verse , not the intricacy and dove - tailing of modern epics , is to be looked for in the Iliad ; for it was not made like a modern epic to be read in our closets , but to be presented only in fragments before the ...
... stream of narrative verse , not the intricacy and dove - tailing of modern epics , is to be looked for in the Iliad ; for it was not made like a modern epic to be read in our closets , but to be presented only in fragments before the ...
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... stream , or pebbly spring , Or chasms or watery depths , vanished ; all these have They live no longer in the faith of reason . " In Dante's time , Hell , Purgatory , and Heaven had long been considered as the separate states in which ...
... stream , or pebbly spring , Or chasms or watery depths , vanished ; all these have They live no longer in the faith of reason . " In Dante's time , Hell , Purgatory , and Heaven had long been considered as the separate states in which ...
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... streams of life and joy . Why then it may be asked do we take an interest in Homer's heroes , whom the gods are ready every moment to shield or snatch from the dubious fight ? Not , I answer , because we consider them mere machines ...
... streams of life and joy . Why then it may be asked do we take an interest in Homer's heroes , whom the gods are ready every moment to shield or snatch from the dubious fight ? Not , I answer , because we consider them mere machines ...
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... streams of war , it bids the bosom open whence they rushed , and points him downward to their source , the ocean might of the soul . 9 “ Dark — heaving - boundless , endless , and sub- lime The image of eternity — the throne Of the ...
... streams of war , it bids the bosom open whence they rushed , and points him downward to their source , the ocean might of the soul . 9 “ Dark — heaving - boundless , endless , and sub- lime The image of eternity — the throne Of the ...
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... streams that they saw , to hear the same sabbath bells , to linger beneath the roof under which they lived , and be shaded by the same tree which shaded them . It is pleasant , for it makes us , as it were , companions of their earthly ...
... streams that they saw , to hear the same sabbath bells , to linger beneath the roof under which they lived , and be shaded by the same tree which shaded them . It is pleasant , for it makes us , as it were , companions of their earthly ...
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admiration Aristotle beauty become beneath bloom bosom breast breath bright child childlike Christ Christian consciousness creations dæmon dark death Divine doth earth ence endeavor to show epic interest epic poem epic poetry eternal exhibit existence Father feel felt flower forever free agency genius gift give Hamlet hand Harfleur hast hear heart heaven heroes heroic character heroic spirit Homer hour human mind Iliad impulse influence JAMES BROWN light live look Lucan Macbeth Menelaus Milton motive motley fool natural action never o'er objects onward ourselves outward Paradise Lost perfect play poet poet's Polonius possessed praise present rejoice rendered rest robes seems selfishness sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's mind song soul speak stand strange stream strongly sweet tell thee thine things thou thought tion tism tongue tree uncon unconscious utter Virgil visible voice wind wonder words
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Page 78 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Page 46 - tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, ^ That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.
Page 104 - Our revels now are ended... These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air, And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind: we are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep..
Page 92 - O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown ! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword : The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down!
Page 59 - The homely nurse doth all she can To make her foster-child, her inmate, Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years
Page 92 - Makes mouths at the invisible event, Exposing what is mortal and unsure To all that fortune, death and danger dare, Even for an egg-shell.
Page 72 - There are who ask not if thine eye Be on them; who, in love and truth Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth: Glad hearts! without reproach or blot, Who do thy work, and know it not: Oh ! if through confidence misplaced They fail, thy saving arms, dread Power!
Page 24 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale or piny mountain, Or forest, by slow stream or pebbly spring, Or chasms, and watery depths ; all these have vanished ; They live no longer in the faith of reason...
Page 34 - I was confirmed in this opinion, that he who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things, ought himself to be a true poem...
Page 46 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...