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... poem of 104 lines on the Witch of Endor . I have shown it to Mr. Warren , who has as yet given no decision concerning it , so that I am on the eve of expectation . It may gratify some youthful students of Latin to know that , in the ...
... poem of 104 lines on the Witch of Endor . I have shown it to Mr. Warren , who has as yet given no decision concerning it , so that I am on the eve of expectation . It may gratify some youthful students of Latin to know that , in the ...
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... poem in that year was ' Turris Londinensis , ' and , perhaps owing to its somewhat trite character , it failed to ... poems , while with his usual candour he placed it much below the brilliant Numa Pompilius ' of his friend , Mr. Goldwin ...
... poem in that year was ' Turris Londinensis , ' and , perhaps owing to its somewhat trite character , it failed to ... poems , while with his usual candour he placed it much below the brilliant Numa Pompilius ' of his friend , Mr. Goldwin ...
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... poem , and of the continued variety of its cadences , as well as some faint echo of its pathetic undertones . Thus ... poetic version . On the whole , therefore , he determined to give up translating for a while , and to take for the ...
... poem , and of the continued variety of its cadences , as well as some faint echo of its pathetic undertones . Thus ... poetic version . On the whole , therefore , he determined to give up translating for a while , and to take for the ...
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... poem which I wrote while under pressure of working for the schools in 1846- Aye , routine ( Metrum Barrett Browningianum . ) may do for planets , and the stars may have their courses , But we are no planet - system , we are living ...
... poem which I wrote while under pressure of working for the schools in 1846- Aye , routine ( Metrum Barrett Browningianum . ) may do for planets , and the stars may have their courses , But we are no planet - system , we are living ...
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... poem into the language of the nineteenth century ; one of my quarrels with the English hexameter is that it has no literary associations at all , but simply belongs to the time at which it happens to be written . All this , I dare say ...
... poem into the language of the nineteenth century ; one of my quarrels with the English hexameter is that it has no literary associations at all , but simply belongs to the time at which it happens to be written . All this , I dare say ...
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Seite 500 - Works done before the grace of Christ, and the Inspiration of his Spirit, are not pleasant to God, forasmuch as they spring not of faith in Jesus Christ...
Seite 73 - O, reason not the need : our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous : Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's : thou art a lady ; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.
Seite 108 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and, indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition, that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory ; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, — why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Seite 71 - Hear, nature, hear ; dear goddess, hear ! — Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend To make this creature fruitful ! Into her womb convey sterility ! Dry up in her the organs of increase ; And from her derogate body never spring A babe to honour her ! If she must teem, Create her child of spleen ; that it may live, And be a thwart disnatured torment to her...
Seite 87 - Come, let's away to prison: We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage: When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down And ask of thee forgiveness...
Seite 84 - Pray, do not mock me : I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward, not an hour more nor less ; And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind.
Seite 118 - Rightly to be great Is not to stir without great argument, But greatly to find quarrel in a straw When honour's at the stake.
Seite 108 - What a piece of work is a man ! how noble in reason ! how infinite in faculty ! in form and moving how express and admirable ! in action how like an angel ! in apprehension how like a god ! the beauty of the world ! the paragon of animals ! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust ? man delights not me — no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.
Seite 103 - Angels and ministers of grace defend us ! — Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked, or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee...
Seite 89 - Lear. And my poor fool is hang'd ! No, no, no life ! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all?