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Strona xvii
... heart - poetry . It was here that the late Bartholo- mew Simmons , a young Irish poet , who " died too soon , " gave his exquisite lyrics to the public . And here , also , did Samuel Phillips , now the literary critic on the " Times ...
... heart - poetry . It was here that the late Bartholo- mew Simmons , a young Irish poet , who " died too soon , " gave his exquisite lyrics to the public . And here , also , did Samuel Phillips , now the literary critic on the " Times ...
Strona xix
... heart . And I heard a great noise , as if it had been the noise of many chariots , and of horsemen passing upon ... heart was as his heart , and he entreated them , and they put words into the Book , and it went forth abroad , and all ...
... heart . And I heard a great noise , as if it had been the noise of many chariots , and of horsemen passing upon ... heart was as his heart , and he entreated them , and they put words into the Book , and it went forth abroad , and all ...
Strona xxi
... heart wisheth thy good , and let the thing prosper which is in thy hands to do it . 45 But thou seest that my hands are full of working , and my labour is great . For , lo , I have to feed all the people of my land , and none knoweth ...
... heart wisheth thy good , and let the thing prosper which is in thy hands to do it . 45 But thou seest that my hands are full of working , and my labour is great . For , lo , I have to feed all the people of my land , and none knoweth ...
Strona xxiii
... heart be discouraged , neither let it be afraid . 4 Behold , if thou wilt listen unto me , I will deliver thee out of all thy distresses , neither shall any be able to touch a hair of thy head . 5 And when the man heard the voice of his ...
... heart be discouraged , neither let it be afraid . 4 Behold , if thou wilt listen unto me , I will deliver thee out of all thy distresses , neither shall any be able to touch a hair of thy head . 5 And when the man heard the voice of his ...
Strona xxiv
... heart was right merry when he saw the mighty creatures which had come in unto him , and heard the tu- mult of their voices , and the noise of the flapping of their wings . * The mount of Proclamation was a part of the Old Town of ...
... heart was right merry when he saw the mighty creatures which had come in unto him , and heard the tu- mult of their voices , and the noise of the flapping of their wings . * The mount of Proclamation was a part of the Old Town of ...
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Strona 145 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Strona 309 - Parliament and freedom of debate to the uttering language, which, if spoken out of the House, I should answer only with a blow. I care not how high his situation, how low his character, how contemptible his speech; whether a privy counsellor or a parasite, my answer would be a blow. He has charged me with being connected with the rebels: the charge is utterly, totally, and meanly false.
Strona 92 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Strona 445 - The Virgin Mother of the God-born Child, With her Son in her blessed arms look'd round, Splired by some chance when all beside was spoil'd ; She made the earth below seem holy ground.
Strona 139 - Cain instead, on purpose to avoid shocking any feelings on the subject, by falling short of, what all uninspired men must fall short in, viz., giving an adequate notion of the effect of the presence of Jehovah. The old Mysteries introduced him liberally enough, and all this is avoided in the new one.
Strona 89 - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar ; Ah ! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war...
Strona xxii - And he spake of trees, from the cedar tree that is in Lebanon even unto the hyssop that springeth out of the wall: he spake also of beasts, and of fowl, and of creeping things, and of fishes.
Strona 91 - It is strictly the language of the imagination; and the imagination is that faculty which represents objects, not as they are in themselves, but as- they are moulded by other thoughts and feelings, into an infinite variety of shapes and combinations of |wwer.
Strona 85 - Fare thee well! and if for ever, Still for ever, fare thee well: Even though unforgiving, never 'Gainst thee shall my heart rebel. Would that breast were bared before thee Where thy head so oft hath lain, While that placid sleep came o'er thee Which thou ne'er canst know again: Would that breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show!
Strona 91 - The Lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold, That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic. Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes and gives...