Essays critical and imaginativeBlackwood, 1856 |
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... Then the rill - pretty pigmy no longer - springs up in an hour to stream's estate . Like a stripling who has been unexpectedly left a fortune by an old uncle , he gives his home , in a hollow 4 ESSAYS : CRITICAL AND IMAGINATIVE .
... Then the rill - pretty pigmy no longer - springs up in an hour to stream's estate . Like a stripling who has been unexpectedly left a fortune by an old uncle , he gives his home , in a hollow 4 ESSAYS : CRITICAL AND IMAGINATIVE .
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John Wilson James Frederick Ferrier. uncle , he gives his home , in a hollow of the broomy braes , the slip , and away off , in full cry and gallop , to " poos his fortune " in the world , down in the " laigh kintra . " Many a tumble he ...
John Wilson James Frederick Ferrier. uncle , he gives his home , in a hollow of the broomy braes , the slip , and away off , in full cry and gallop , to " poos his fortune " in the world , down in the " laigh kintra . " Many a tumble he ...
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... give our crutch to Bauldy Brydon , the lameter ; and , hang it , if we don't challenge the flying tailor himself to a hop - step - and - jump match in the meadows . There , " right - left - right - left " -that's the way we used to ...
... give our crutch to Bauldy Brydon , the lameter ; and , hang it , if we don't challenge the flying tailor himself to a hop - step - and - jump match in the meadows . There , " right - left - right - left " -that's the way we used to ...
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... give power to the brooding calm ! Wearied labour is everywhere thankfully at rest ; and love , and joy , and youth , alone are wakeful . No wonder that poets glorified the glimpses of the moon , and , long before science was born ...
... give power to the brooding calm ! Wearied labour is everywhere thankfully at rest ; and love , and joy , and youth , alone are wakeful . No wonder that poets glorified the glimpses of the moon , and , long before science was born ...
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... Give me but that silken head once more meekly rested on my breast , and all my errors - all my frailties - all my follies - all my sins - will be forgiven by one dewy glance of those uplifted eyes , and the earth will be again a garden ...
... Give me but that silken head once more meekly rested on my breast , and all my errors - all my frailties - all my follies - all my sins - will be forgiven by one dewy glance of those uplifted eyes , and the earth will be again a garden ...
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Sida 220 - Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Sida 203 - With mazy error under pendent shades Ran nectar, visiting each plant, and fed Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
Sida 397 - Ocean and earth, the solid frame of earth And ocean's liquid mass, beneath him lay . In gladness and deep joy. The clouds were touched, And in their silent faces could he read Unutterable love. Sound needed none, Nor any voice of joy ; his spirit drank The spectacle : sensation, soul, and form All melted into him ; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live, And by them did he live ; they were his life.
Sida 399 - THERE is a bondage worse, far worse, to bear Than his who breathes, by roof, and floor, and wall, Pent in, a Tyrant's solitary Thrall : 'Tis his who walks about in the open air, One of a Nation who, henceforth, must wear Their fetters in their souls.
Sida 79 - AWAKE, my St. John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us, and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man ; A mighty maze ! but not without a plan : A wild, where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot; Or garden, tempting with forbidden fruit.
Sida 398 - So still an image of tranquillity, So calm and still, and looked so beautiful Amid the uneasy thoughts which filled my mind, That what we feel of sorrow and despair From ruin and from change, and all the grief The passing shows of Being leave behind, Appeared an idle dream, that could not live Where meditation was. I turned away, And walked along my road in happiness.
Sida 272 - I saw her upon nearer view A spirit, yet a woman too ! Her household motions light and free, And steps of virgin liberty ; A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet ; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food : For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Sida 399 - Cased in the unfeeling armour of old time, The lightning, the fierce wind, and trampling waves. Farewell, farewell, the heart that lives alone, Housed in a dream, at distance from the kind ! Such happiness, wherever it be known, Is to be pitied ; for 'tis surely blind. But welcome fortitude, and patient cheer, And frequent sights of what is to be borne ! Such sights, or worse, as are before me here. — Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.
Sida 132 - Oh that I had the wings of a dove, that I might flee away and be at rest;" for I felt that there could be no rest for me in the midst of such outrages and pollutions.
Sida 403 - But to nobler sights Michael from Adam's eyes the film removed, Which that false fruit that promised clearer sight Had bred; then purged with euphrasy and rue The visual nerve, for he had much to see; And from the well of life three drops instill'd.