Galleries of Literary Portraits, Band 1James Hogg, 1856 |
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... clear , consistent , and almost a Christian meaning to the whole fable of the " Prometheus . " Man and God are at variance : the one is abject and degraded marriage with Thetis . Thetis was , in sume the sublime attitude of the forgiver ...
... clear , consistent , and almost a Christian meaning to the whole fable of the " Prometheus . " Man and God are at variance : the one is abject and degraded marriage with Thetis . Thetis was , in sume the sublime attitude of the forgiver ...
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... , so much is not necessarily ex- roundly , clearly , easily , and strikingly reflects , represents , and reproduces , in an pected . VOL I. - B must be personified into life , and thus fitted to SHAKSPERE . 17 SHAKSPERE.
... , so much is not necessarily ex- roundly , clearly , easily , and strikingly reflects , represents , and reproduces , in an pected . VOL I. - B must be personified into life , and thus fitted to SHAKSPERE . 17 SHAKSPERE.
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... clear voice , to the varied symphonies of nature , as they echo through the vaulted and solemn aisles of the poet's own soul . It follows , from this notion of poetry , that in it there is no such thing as abso- lute origination or ...
... clear voice , to the varied symphonies of nature , as they echo through the vaulted and solemn aisles of the poet's own soul . It follows , from this notion of poetry , that in it there is no such thing as abso- lute origination or ...
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... clearly , the results of his deep , subtle , and long - continued musings upon man , and all the strange phenomena by which , in this little life of his , he is surrounded . be objects of eager interest , curiosity , and speculation ...
... clearly , the results of his deep , subtle , and long - continued musings upon man , and all the strange phenomena by which , in this little life of his , he is surrounded . be objects of eager interest , curiosity , and speculation ...
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... clear cer- is hardly that of profound faith . But tainty of present punishment , and the both are speaking from partial and one - strong probability of future retribution . sided points of view ; whereas the spirit of the whole play ...
... clear cer- is hardly that of profound faith . But tainty of present punishment , and the both are speaking from partial and one - strong probability of future retribution . sided points of view ; whereas the spirit of the whole play ...
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Seite 163 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh ; The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
Seite 228 - Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths 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...
Seite 29 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Seite 223 - 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.
Seite 108 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given ; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven ! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar ; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
Seite 49 - O'er England's abbeys bends the sky, As on its friends, with kindred eye; For out of Thought's interior sphere These wonders rose to upper air; And Nature gladly gave them place, Adopted them into her race, And granted them an equal date With Andes and with Ararat.
Seite 161 - THE skies they were ashen and sober, The leaves they were crisped and sere — The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir — It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
Seite 141 - Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist: Then all averred I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist.
Seite 254 - And there shall be signs in the sun and in the moon and in the stars, and upon the earth distress of nations with perplexity, the sea and the waves roaring, men's hearts failing them for fear and for looking after those things which are coming on the earth ; for the powers of heaven shall be shaken.
Seite 221 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.