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Strana
... Street ... Introduction to a Poem In Memoriam Iliad , Paraphrase of the Our Tea - Time On Awaking ... Pansies Paraphrase of Virgil Paraphrase of the T Question ar Rich Res Song Saintl Storm . Stanzas Traits of Trysting P. Two Love L ...
... Street ... Introduction to a Poem In Memoriam Iliad , Paraphrase of the Our Tea - Time On Awaking ... Pansies Paraphrase of Virgil Paraphrase of the T Question ar Rich Res Song Saintl Storm . Stanzas Traits of Trysting P. Two Love L ...
Strana 2
... streets in the year 1900 ? What fresh vagaries will be then in vogue ? Or , will reason and art at length have claimed to be heard on a point in which health , beauty , and convenience , are implicated in no indirect manner . And what ...
... streets in the year 1900 ? What fresh vagaries will be then in vogue ? Or , will reason and art at length have claimed to be heard on a point in which health , beauty , and convenience , are implicated in no indirect manner . And what ...
Strana 4
... streets , depressing to every finer feeling , and dangerous to health ; I for one would say , perish the greatness , great only in the empty name , and dearly bought at such a price . You will remember what was said but last week , by ...
... streets , depressing to every finer feeling , and dangerous to health ; I for one would say , perish the greatness , great only in the empty name , and dearly bought at such a price . You will remember what was said but last week , by ...
Strana 11
... streets of crowded London , was hardening on the pavement under the influence of the keen night air . Overhead the stars shone bright and clear , and the moon by its very brilliancy made darkness deeper on that side of the road where ...
... streets of crowded London , was hardening on the pavement under the influence of the keen night air . Overhead the stars shone bright and clear , and the moon by its very brilliancy made darkness deeper on that side of the road where ...
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Strana 82 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure : Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain!
Strana 82 - THREE Poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpassed; The next in majesty •, In both the last. The force of Nature could no further go ; To make a third, she joined the former two.
Strana 83 - Changed his hand and check'd his pride. He chose a mournful Muse Soft pity to infuse: He sung Darius great and good, By too severe a fate Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen.
Strana 244 - First follow Nature, and your judgment frame By her just standard, which is still the same: Unerring Nature, still divinely bright, One clear, unchanged, and universal light, Life, force, and beauty, must to all impart, At once the source, and end, and test of Art. Art from that fund each just supply provides; Works without show, and without pomp presides: In some fair body thus th...
Strana 82 - Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in Man. What passion cannot Music raise and quell? When Jubal struck the chorded shell, His listening brethren stood around, And, wondering, on their faces fell To worship that celestial sound. Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well.
Strana 82 - Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell?
Strana 85 - Dim as the borrowed beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wandering travellers, Is reason to the soul; and, as on high Those rolling fires discover but the sky, Not light us here, so reason's glimmering ray Was lent, not to assure our doubtful way, But guide us upward to a better day. And as those nightly tapers disappear, When day's bright lord ascends our hemisphere; So pale grows reason at religion's sight; So dies, and so dissolves in supernatural light.
Strana 82 - The sacred organ's praise ? Notes inspiring holy love, Notes that wing their heavenly ways To mend the choirs above. Orpheus could lead the savage race, And trees uprooted left their place Sequacious of the lyre : But bright Cecilia raised the wonder higher: When to her organ vocal breath was given, An angel heard, and straight appeared — Mistaking earth for heaven...
Strana 108 - IN the ancient town of Bruges, In the quaint old Flemish city, As the evening shades descended, Low and loud and sweetly blended, Low at times and loud at times, And changing like a poet's rhymes, Rang the beautiful wild chimes From the Belfry in the market Of the ancient town of Bruges.
Strana 100 - Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long: And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.