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... fears , his hatreds , his affections , can be more clearly deduced . We propose to examine the literature , the philosophy , and the morality of this amiable writer . But before entering upon the investigation , it may not be ...
... fears , his hatreds , his affections , can be more clearly deduced . We propose to examine the literature , the philosophy , and the morality of this amiable writer . But before entering upon the investigation , it may not be ...
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... fear , anger , and desire . ( cf. Sat. iii . 87—118 . Id . 62. Sat. iv . 44. ) But it is in the fifth , the longest and the best of his satires , that the spirit of the Stoic is developed with all its virtues and its failings , its ...
... fear , anger , and desire . ( cf. Sat. iii . 87—118 . Id . 62. Sat. iv . 44. ) But it is in the fifth , the longest and the best of his satires , that the spirit of the Stoic is developed with all its virtues and its failings , its ...
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... fear . Your pair of gloves has he put on , And looks at them with a gaze of stone ; He strokes them down , he stretches them out , In a way I tremble to think about . " Back to the church the youth did fly , And with the ghost fought ...
... fear . Your pair of gloves has he put on , And looks at them with a gaze of stone ; He strokes them down , he stretches them out , In a way I tremble to think about . " Back to the church the youth did fly , And with the ghost fought ...
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... fears it , And , at the best , shows but a bastard valour . This life's a fort committed to my trust , Which I must not yield up till it be forced : Nor will I. He's not valiant that dares die , But he that boldly bears calamity ...
... fears it , And , at the best , shows but a bastard valour . This life's a fort committed to my trust , Which I must not yield up till it be forced : Nor will I. He's not valiant that dares die , But he that boldly bears calamity ...
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... fear we shall provoke the idolaters of Byron more than it is perhaps safe , and certainly more than it is pleasant to provoke them , if we confess that it does not satisfy our con- ception of highest poetry , if we insinuate that the ...
... fear we shall provoke the idolaters of Byron more than it is perhaps safe , and certainly more than it is pleasant to provoke them , if we confess that it does not satisfy our con- ception of highest poetry , if we insinuate that the ...
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Strona 354 - Then out spake brave Horatius, The Captain of the gate: " To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds For the ashes of his fathers And the temples of his gods...
Strona 37 - The sky is changed! - and such a change! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Strona 37 - And this is in the night : — Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee ! How the lit lake shines, a phosphoric sea, And the big rain comes dancing to the earth ! And now again 'tis black, — and now, the glee Of the loud hills shakes with its mountain-mirth, As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth.
Strona 124 - Only the poet, disdaining to be tied to any such subjection, lifted up with the vigour of his own invention, doth grow in effect into another nature, in making things either better than Nature bringeth forth, or, quite anew - forms such as never were in Nature...
Strona 357 - And still his name sounds stirring Unto the men of Rome, As the trumpet-blast that cries to them To charge the Volscian home ; And wives still pray to Juno For boys with hearts as bold As his who kept the bridge so well In the brave days of old.
Strona 59 - Of Truth, of Grandeur, Beauty, Love, and Hope, And melancholy Fear subdued by Faith; Of blessed consolations in distress; Of moral strength, and intellectual Power; Of joy in widest commonalty spread...
Strona 230 - Shame that skulks behind; Or pining Love shall waste their youth, Or Jealousy with rankling tooth That inly gnaws the secret heart, And Envy wan, and faded Care, Grim-visaged comfortless Despair, And Sorrow's piercing dart. Ambition this shall tempt to rise, Then whirl the wretch from high To bitter Scorn a sacrifice And grinning Infamy. The stings of Falsehood those shall try And hard Unkindness...
Strona 223 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain. Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and wat'ry depths; all these have vanished ; They live no longer in the faith of reason!
Strona 306 - O mother Ida, many-fountain'd Ida, Dear mother Ida, harken ere I die. For now the noonday quiet holds the hill; The grasshopper is silent in the grass; The lizard, with his shadow on the stone, Rests like a shadow, and the winds are dead.
Strona 354 - As thou sayest so let it be." And straight against that great array Forth went the dauntless Three. For Romans in Rome's quarrel Spared neither land nor gold, Nor son nor wife, nor limb nor life, In the brave days of old.