Recreations of Christopher NorthBlackwood, 1857 |
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Strana 3
... spirit to the echoes of departed years ? It is an appalling trial to approach a place where once we have been . happier - happier far than ever we can be on this earth again ; and a worse evil doth it seem to our imagination to return ...
... spirit to the echoes of departed years ? It is an appalling trial to approach a place where once we have been . happier - happier far than ever we can be on this earth again ; and a worse evil doth it seem to our imagination to return ...
Strana 7
... spirit almost pure as an angel's , and nearly inexperienced of sin . Proud , indeed , were her parents on that May - day to look upon her — and to listen to her as their Mary sat beside the young English boy - admired of all observers ...
... spirit almost pure as an angel's , and nearly inexperienced of sin . Proud , indeed , were her parents on that May - day to look upon her — and to listen to her as their Mary sat beside the young English boy - admired of all observers ...
Strana 8
... spirit , if kept in repair by pure and pious thought . Never were they so happy indeed as they had once been - nor was their happiness of the same kind . Oh ! different far in resig- nation that often wept when it did not repine - 8 ...
... spirit , if kept in repair by pure and pious thought . Never were they so happy indeed as they had once been - nor was their happiness of the same kind . Oh ! different far in resig- nation that often wept when it did not repine - 8 ...
Strana 13
... spirit of the tradition having remained , while its framework has almost fallen into decay . How beautifully emerges that sun - stricken Cottage from the rocks , that all around it are floating in a blue vapoury light ! Were we so ...
... spirit of the tradition having remained , while its framework has almost fallen into decay . How beautifully emerges that sun - stricken Cottage from the rocks , that all around it are floating in a blue vapoury light ! Were we so ...
Strana 20
... spirit , but it was too essentially blended with his whole happiness in life , often to be embodied in written words . A few compositions were found in his own small beautiful handwriting after his death - hymns and psalms . Prayers ...
... spirit , but it was too essentially blended with his whole happiness in life , often to be embodied in written words . A few compositions were found in his own small beautiful handwriting after his death - hymns and psalms . Prayers ...
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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.