The Poetry of Life, Volume 2Carey, Lea, and Blanchard, 1835 |
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Page 1
... look to the passions , as to the living principle , which gives intensity to perception , and vividness to thought . All mankind who are gifted with common sense , are capable of writing verses , but all cannot feel , and still less can ...
... look to the passions , as to the living principle , which gives intensity to perception , and vividness to thought . All mankind who are gifted with common sense , are capable of writing verses , but all cannot feel , and still less can ...
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... look round upon the fields and the woods , to listen to the singing of the birds , and with- out the excitement of art , or the aid of borrowed attri- butes , to feel each individual moment sufficient in its fulness of felicity to lull ...
... look round upon the fields and the woods , to listen to the singing of the birds , and with- out the excitement of art , or the aid of borrowed attri- butes , to feel each individual moment sufficient in its fulness of felicity to lull ...
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... look - a touch of the hand , though occurring by accident - a kind word , though uttered almost unconsciously , suffices for its humble existence . In its first state , it is like man before the fall , inhaling the odours of paradise ...
... look - a touch of the hand , though occurring by accident - a kind word , though uttered almost unconsciously , suffices for its humble existence . In its first state , it is like man before the fall , inhaling the odours of paradise ...
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... looks on tempest and is never shaken : It is the star of every wandering bark , Whose worth's unknown although its height be taken . Love's not Time's fool , though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love ...
... looks on tempest and is never shaken : It is the star of every wandering bark , Whose worth's unknown although its height be taken . Love's not Time's fool , though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love ...
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... look for the hand of friendship to point out the safe footing , from whence we shall bless our guide . When wounded , slighted , and cast back into the distance , by those whose fickle favour we had sought to win , we exclaim in the ...
... look for the hand of friendship to point out the safe footing , from whence we shall bless our guide . When wounded , slighted , and cast back into the distance , by those whose fickle favour we had sought to win , we exclaim in the ...
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Page 32 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Page 156 - Some heavenly music, (which even now I do,) To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.
Page 169 - He, above the rest In shape and gesture proudly eminent, Stood like a tower. His form had yet not lost All her original brightness, nor appeared Less than Archangel ruined, and the excess Of glory obscured...
Page 82 - And Cain talked with Abel his brother : and it came to pass, when they were in the field, that Cain rose up against Abel his brother, and slew him.
Page 102 - There is none like unto the God of Jeshurun, who rideth upon the heaven in thy help, and in his excellency on the sky. The eternal God is thy refuge; and underneath are the everlasting arms; and he shall thrust out the enemy from before thee, and shall, say, Destroy them.
Page 89 - Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee : for whither thou goest, I will go ; and where thou lodgest I will lodge : thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God: " Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried; the Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me.
Page 153 - All hail, great master! grave sir, hail ! I come To answer thy best pleasure ; be't to fly, To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride On the curl'd clouds ; to thy strong bidding, task Ariel, and all his quality.
Page 101 - The Lord is my strength and song, and he is become my salvation : he is my God, and I will prepare him an habitation ; my father's God, and I will exalt him.
Page 176 - 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 amorist or the trencher fury of a rhyming parasite, nor to be obtained by the invocation of Dame Memory and her siren daughters...
Page 170 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.