Lectures and Addresses on Literary and Social TopicsSmith, Elder and Company, 1858 - 308 sidor |
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... poet of our country has put so passionately and so touchingly into the lips of Shylock . " Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands , organs , dimensions , senses , affections , passions ? fed with the same food , hurt with the same ...
... poet of our country has put so passionately and so touchingly into the lips of Shylock . " Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands , organs , dimensions , senses , affections , passions ? fed with the same food , hurt with the same ...
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... poet come with that eye of his " glancing from heaven to earth , from earth to heaven , " and his imagination creates another class of truths ; the suggested meaning of it to him is the triumph of mind over matter ; the gradual ...
... poet come with that eye of his " glancing from heaven to earth , from earth to heaven , " and his imagination creates another class of truths ; the suggested meaning of it to him is the triumph of mind over matter ; the gradual ...
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... poets of that age thought to be the legitimate call and mission of the poet . Thus writes Pope : - " Poetry and criticism are by no means the universal concern of the world , but only the affair of idle men who write in their closets ...
... poets of that age thought to be the legitimate call and mission of the poet . Thus writes Pope : - " Poetry and criticism are by no means the universal concern of the world , but only the affair of idle men who write in their closets ...
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... poet could thus write of his art , working men and real men , who have no time for prettinesses , and have not the privilege of being " admitted into the best com- pany , " should be indifferent to Poetry , and that it should have come ...
... poet could thus write of his art , working men and real men , who have no time for prettinesses , and have not the privilege of being " admitted into the best com- pany , " should be indifferent to Poetry , and that it should have come ...
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Frederick William Robertson. another came . Wordsworth was the poet of the few ; the border minstrelsy of Scott exhausted itself even during his own life ; and when that long , passionate wail of Byronism had died away , -a phase of ...
Frederick William Robertson. another came . Wordsworth was the poet of the few ; the border minstrelsy of Scott exhausted itself even during his own life ; and when that long , passionate wail of Byronism had died away , -a phase of ...
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Sida 228 - Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Sida 141 - Memory and her siren daughters, but by devout prayer to that eternal Spirit, who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim, with the hallowed fire of his altar, to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Sida 165 - Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Sida 6 - And immediately the angel of the Lord smote him, because he gave not God the glory ; and he was eaten of worms, and gave up the ghost.
Sida 180 - Look at her garments, Clinging like cerements; Whilst the wave constantly Drips from her clothing; Take her up instantly, Loving, not loathing. Touch her not scornfully; Think of her mournfully, Gently and humanly, Not of the stains of her — All that remains of her Now is pure womanly. Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny Rash and undutiful: Past all dishonour, Death has left on her Only the beautiful.
Sida 145 - O, it is excellent To have a giant's strength ; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant.
Sida 164 - She was a phantom of delight, When first she gleamed upon my sight...
Sida 202 - Dreams, books, are each a world ; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good : Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Sida 233 - High is our calling, friend ! — Creative art (Whether the instrument of words she use, Or pencil pregnant with ethereal hues,) Demands the service of a mind and heart, Though sensitive, yet, in their weakest part, Heroically fashioned — to infuse Faith in the whispers of the lonely muse, While the whole world seems adverse to desert.
Sida 184 - Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.