A Second Gallery of Literary PortraitsJ. Hogg, 1852 - 330 páginas |
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... mountains leaping like rams , and the hills like lambs . " And if it be asked , what was it that gave him that august air of unity , which has made many overlook his multiform nature ? we answer , it was the subordina- tion of all his ...
... mountains leaping like rams , and the hills like lambs . " And if it be asked , what was it that gave him that august air of unity , which has made many overlook his multiform nature ? we answer , it was the subordina- tion of all his ...
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... mountain river , which , having first torn its way through high rocks , then polishes the pebbles over which it rolls at their base : - - " " Tis the same wind unbinds the Alpine snow , And comforts violets on their lowly beds . " We ...
... mountain river , which , having first torn its way through high rocks , then polishes the pebbles over which it rolls at their base : - - " " Tis the same wind unbinds the Alpine snow , And comforts violets on their lowly beds . " We ...
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... mountains to heaven in trial of strength , and with mani- fest toil ; the other is a giant gently putting his foot on a rock , and leaving a mark inimitable , indelible , visible to all after time . If the one remind you of the ...
... mountains to heaven in trial of strength , and with mani- fest toil ; the other is a giant gently putting his foot on a rock , and leaving a mark inimitable , indelible , visible to all after time . If the one remind you of the ...
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... Mountain . Even to higher intelligences it may appear wonderful , and strange as to us those likenesses of the stars and of man which are to be found in flowers and animals . In the language of Pope , they may " Admire such wisdom in an ...
... Mountain . Even to higher intelligences it may appear wonderful , and strange as to us those likenesses of the stars and of man which are to be found in flowers and animals . In the language of Pope , they may " Admire such wisdom in an ...
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... Mountain of the Congregation on the sides of the north , where he sits , almost mates with the throne of the Eternal . Mounted on the night as on a black charger , carrying all hell in his breast , and the trail of heaven's glory on his ...
... Mountain of the Congregation on the sides of the north , where he sits , almost mates with the throne of the Eternal . Mounted on the night as on a black charger , carrying all hell in his breast , and the trail of heaven's glory on his ...
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Página 13 - Typhon huge ending in snaky twine : Our Babe, to show His Godhead true, Can in His swaddling bands control the damned crew.
Página 263 - Down the dark future, through long generations, The echoing sounds grow fainter, and then cease ; And like a bell, with solemn, sweet vibrations, I hear once more the voice of Christ say " Peace !" Peace ! and no longer from its brazen portals The blast of War's great organ shakes the skies ! But beautiful as songs of the immortals, The holy melodies of love arise.
Página 34 - And thus I saw the horses in the vision, and them that sat on them, having breastplates of fire, and of jacinth, and brimstone: and the heads of the horses were as the heads of lions : and out of their mouths issued fire and smoke and brimstone.
Página 155 - Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho...
Página 157 - And one : * He had not wholly quench'd his power; A little grain of conscience made him sour.' At last I heard a voice upon the slope Cry to the summit, ' Is there any hope ? ' To which an answer peal'd from that high land, But in a tongue no man could understand ; And on the glimmering limit far withdrawn God made Himself an awful rose of dawn.
Página 13 - The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed spell, Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Página 30 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love, Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow [Kneels.
Página 66 - Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it...
Página 152 - Ancient founts of inspiration well thro' all my fancy yet. Howsoever these things be, a long farewell to Locksley Hall! Now for me the woods may wither, now for me the roof-tree fall. Comes a vapor from the margin, blackening over heath and holt, Cramming all the blast before it, in its breast a thunderbolt. Let it fall on Locksley Hall, with rain or hail, or fire or snow; For the mighty wind arises, roaring seaward, and I go.
Página 151 - When the centuries behind me like a fruitful land reposed ; When I clung to all the present for the promise that it closed : When I...