The Living Authors of EnglandD. Appleton & Company, 1849 - 316 páginas |
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... sure — some one hundred and twenty pages , but it was the fine point of a wedge which has gradually opened the world to him . It is needless to dwell upon the want of sympathy with which the volume was received ; the few notices it ...
... sure — some one hundred and twenty pages , but it was the fine point of a wedge which has gradually opened the world to him . It is needless to dwell upon the want of sympathy with which the volume was received ; the few notices it ...
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... sure , and dining with the sergeant , a few nights before the debate in the house , had led him to count upon his support . He , however , made a strong speech against it , and forgot so far the courtesy of a gentleman as to unsparingly ...
... sure , and dining with the sergeant , a few nights before the debate in the house , had led him to count upon his support . He , however , made a strong speech against it , and forgot so far the courtesy of a gentleman as to unsparingly ...
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... sure you are about to appear before a judge who is no respecter of persons . ' " Charles , however , was unmoved . He made no objection , indeed , when the service for the visitation of the sick was read , but nothing could induce him ...
... sure you are about to appear before a judge who is no respecter of persons . ' " Charles , however , was unmoved . He made no objection , indeed , when the service for the visitation of the sick was read , but nothing could induce him ...
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... sure evidences of the existence of the poetical vein . Till his fourteenth year he was educated at a daily school in Dulwich , where he made great progress in his studies . Even in his eighth year some of his translations from Horace ...
... sure evidences of the existence of the poetical vein . Till his fourteenth year he was educated at a daily school in Dulwich , where he made great progress in his studies . Even in his eighth year some of his translations from Horace ...
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... sure that God had set Himself to Satan : -who could spend A minute's mistrust on the end ! " The next stanza is one of the finest in the whole range etical painting . " He strode to Gauthier : in his throat Gave him the lie , then ...
... sure that God had set Himself to Satan : -who could spend A minute's mistrust on the end ! " The next stanza is one of the finest in the whole range etical painting . " He strode to Gauthier : in his throat Gave him the lie , then ...
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Página 132 - TIRED Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where Fortune smiles ; the wretched he forsakes ; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear.
Página 82 - DAY ! Faster and more fast, O'er night's brim, day boils at last; Boils, pure gold, o'er the cloud-cup's brim Where spurting and suppressed it lay ; For not a froth-flake touched the rim Of yonder gap in the solid gray Of the eastern cloud, an hour away ; But forth one wavelet, then another, curled, Till the whole sunrise, not to be suppressed, Rose, reddened, and its seething breast Flickered...
Página 76 - Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself erect By just his horse's mane, a boy; You hardly could suspect — *> (So tight he kept his lips compressed, Scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two. "Well...
Página 53 - THERE is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tir'd eyelids upon tir'd eyes; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. Here are cool mosses deep, And thro...
Página 53 - All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with evil ? Is there any peace...
Página 235 - There's a Divinity that shapes our ends, Rough hew them as we may.
Página 239 - Eternity, and some gleam of the latter peering through. 'Highest of all Symbols are those wherein the Artist or Poet has risen into Prophet, and all men can recognise a present God, and worship the same: I mean religious Symbols.
Página 92 - Howe'er it be, it seems to me, Tis only noble to be good. Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
Página 75 - You know, we French stormed Ratisbon : A mile or so away On a little mound, Napoleon Stood on our storming-day ; With neck out-thrust, you fancy how, Legs wide, arms locked behind, As if to balance the prone brow Oppressive with its mind. Just as perhaps he mused, " My plans That soar, to earth may fall, Let once my army-leader Lannes Waver at yonder wall...
Página 45 - Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death. " 'Tis life, whereof our nerves are scant, Oh life, not death, for which we pant ; More life, and fuller, that I want.