Popular Studies of Nineteenth Century PoetsF. Warne and Company, 1892 - 184 pàgines |
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... religion will insinuate itself into the conscience ; and the noble life of their moral teaching build up a manhood fearless of temptation , aggres- sive in all noble endeavours , and true at core . I repeat , I know of no finer study ...
... religion will insinuate itself into the conscience ; and the noble life of their moral teaching build up a manhood fearless of temptation , aggres- sive in all noble endeavours , and true at core . I repeat , I know of no finer study ...
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... and harmonies -he knew little of sickness and little of bereavement . He was of an equable temperament , of simple faith , and ever free from doubt . In religion he was not vexed 22 POPULAR STUDIES OF NINETEENTH - CENTURY POETS .
... and harmonies -he knew little of sickness and little of bereavement . He was of an equable temperament , of simple faith , and ever free from doubt . In religion he was not vexed 22 POPULAR STUDIES OF NINETEENTH - CENTURY POETS .
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Marshall Mather. free from doubt . In religion he was not vexed and plagued as other men . Hence , while he could give us — and un- derstand as he gave it us - a character such as ' The Wan- derer , ' he was altogether at a loss in his ...
Marshall Mather. free from doubt . In religion he was not vexed and plagued as other men . Hence , while he could give us — and un- derstand as he gave it us - a character such as ' The Wan- derer , ' he was altogether at a loss in his ...
Pàgina 35
... Religion , politics , social observance - all these to him , despite their hoar antiquity and restrictive power , are but superstitions , party cries , and mockeries . Here he resembles Byron , without Byron's Thus , while we turn away ...
... Religion , politics , social observance - all these to him , despite their hoar antiquity and restrictive power , are but superstitions , party cries , and mockeries . Here he resembles Byron , without Byron's Thus , while we turn away ...
Pàgina 36
... religion of his age , he saw its hypocrisies priests whose lives traversed their creed , and professors who damned others for disbelieving what they believed in only by rote . Looking at the political life of his age , he saw its ...
... religion of his age , he saw its hypocrisies priests whose lives traversed their creed , and professors who damned others for disbelieving what they believed in only by rote . Looking at the political life of his age , he saw its ...
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Pàgina 8 - All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, ' And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth; of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create *, And what perceive...
Pàgina 14 - Seven are we; And two of us at Conway dwell, And two are gone to sea; "Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the churchyard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.
Pàgina 161 - And bade me creep past. No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall change, shall become first a peace out of pain.
Pàgina 184 - There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is naught, is silence implying sound; What was good, shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round.
Pàgina 15 - Then did the little maid reply, "Seven boys and girls are we; Two of us in the churchyard lie, Beneath the churchyard tree." "You run about, my little maid, Your limbs they are alive; If two are in the churchyard laid, Then ye are only five." "Their graves are green, they may be seen," The little maid replied, "Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side.
Pàgina 56 - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen!
Pàgina 34 - Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is; What if my leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth!
Pàgina 136 - As the husband is, the wife is: thou art mated with a clown, And the grossness of his nature will have weight to drag thee down. He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force, Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.
Pàgina 169 - Then, welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand but go! Be our joys three-parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
Pàgina 180 - All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good shall exist; Not its semblance, but itself; no beauty, nor good, nor power Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour. The high that proved too high, the heroic for earth too hard...