Recreations of Christopher NorthBlackwood, 1857 |
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Výsledky 1 - 5 z 32.
Strana 27
... Behold a little WAYSIDE INN , neatly thatched , and with white - washed front , and sign - board hanging from a tree , on which are painted the figures of two jolly gentlemen , one in kilts and the other in breeches , shaking hands ...
... Behold a little WAYSIDE INN , neatly thatched , and with white - washed front , and sign - board hanging from a tree , on which are painted the figures of two jolly gentlemen , one in kilts and the other in breeches , shaking hands ...
Strana 33
... behold an honest man's wife , pale as putty in the face at a tremendous swing , or lounge , or lurch of the Highflier , holding like grim death to the balustrades . But umbrellas , parasols , plaids , shawls , bon- nets , and great ...
... behold an honest man's wife , pale as putty in the face at a tremendous swing , or lounge , or lurch of the Highflier , holding like grim death to the balustrades . But umbrellas , parasols , plaids , shawls , bon- nets , and great ...
Strana 55
... behold an image of what , to his eye , appears to be human life . Is there , or is there not , some great and lamentable defect in that image , marring both the truth and beauty of the representation ? We think there is- and that it ...
... behold an image of what , to his eye , appears to be human life . Is there , or is there not , some great and lamentable defect in that image , marring both the truth and beauty of the representation ? We think there is- and that it ...
Strana 69
... behold " Town and Tower , The Vineyard and the Olive Bower , Their lustre re - assume ; " and " breathes there a man with soul so dead , " that it burns not within him as he hears the heart of the husband and the father breathe forth ...
... behold " Town and Tower , The Vineyard and the Olive Bower , Their lustre re - assume ; " and " breathes there a man with soul so dead , " that it burns not within him as he hears the heart of the husband and the father breathe forth ...
Strana 78
... behold a " lily of the field " without comparing it with other flowers , but satisfied with its own pure and simple love- liness ; or each separate poem may be likened , in its unosten- tatious - unambitious - unconscious beauty - to ...
... behold a " lily of the field " without comparing it with other flowers , but satisfied with its own pure and simple love- liness ; or each separate poem may be likened , in its unosten- tatious - unambitious - unconscious beauty - to ...
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Adam Morrison Ambleside Atherstone beauty behold beneath bird blessing bosom braes breathed bright character Christian Christopher North cliffs clouds creatures dead death delight divine Dr Johnson dream eagle earth eyes face fear feel feet felt flowers forest gaze genius glen gloom Golden Eagle green hand happy hear heard heart heaven Highlands hills holy hour human imagination inspired lake light live Loch Loch Ericht Loch Etive Loch Lochy Loch Lomond look mind Moray Place mountains Musidora nature never night Octavo once ourselves passion perhaps perish poem poet poetry religion rocks round sacred Scotland season seems seen shadow silent sing sitting sleep smile snow Snowy Owl song soul spirit spring stars stream sublime sunshine sweet sylvan tears thee thou thought thousand trees voice walk weather whole Windermere wings woods words Wordsworth young
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Strana 306 - The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast: Theirs buxom health, of rosy hue, Wild wit, invention ever new, And lively cheer, of vigour born, The thoughtless day, the easy night, The spirits pure, the slumbers light That fly th
Strana 81 - These are they which were not defiled with women; for they are virgins; these are they which follow the Lamb whithersoever he goeth. These were redeemed from among men, being the first-fruits unto God and to the Lamb.
Strana 356 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Strana 80 - Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, Yet will I fear none ill ; For thou art with me ; and thy rod And staff me comfort still.
Strana 54 - In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call Earth, and, with low-thoughted care.
Strana 293 - Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Strana 43 - The essence of poetry is invention ; such invention as, by producing something unexpected, surprises and delights. The topics of devotion are few, and being few are universally known ; but few as they are, they can be made no more ; they can receive no grace from novelty of sentiment, and very little from novelty of expression.
Strana 277 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry.
Strana 101 - Full fain it would delay me! My dear babe, Who, capable of no articulate sound, Mars all things with his imitative lisp, How he would place his hand beside his ear, His little hand, the small forefinger up, And bid us listen!
Strana 48 - Lastly, whatsoever in religion is holy and sublime, in virtue amiable or grave, whatsoever hath passion or admiration in all the changes of that which is called fortune from without, or the wily subtleties and refluxes of man's thoughts from within ; all these things with a solid and treatable smoothness to paint out and describe.