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... delightful . Still , however , we think there is some little room for complaint ; and , feeling that we have not got all we were led to expect , are unreasonable enough to think that the learned author still owes us an arrear ; which we ...
... delightful . Still , however , we think there is some little room for complaint ; and , feeling that we have not got all we were led to expect , are unreasonable enough to think that the learned author still owes us an arrear ; which we ...
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... delight even in their variety , it is obvious that this bias and obliquity of judgment must be still more incident to one , who , by being himself a Poet , must not only prefer one school of poetry to all others , but must actually ...
... delight even in their variety , it is obvious that this bias and obliquity of judgment must be still more incident to one , who , by being himself a Poet , must not only prefer one school of poetry to all others , but must actually ...
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... delight from the same works , nor to assure any permanent fame to their authors ; while a taste that is formed upon a wide and large survey of enduring models , not only affords a secure basis for all future judgments , but must com ...
... delight from the same works , nor to assure any permanent fame to their authors ; while a taste that is formed upon a wide and large survey of enduring models , not only affords a secure basis for all future judgments , but must com ...
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... delightful , than thus at our ease to trace , through all its periods , vicissitudes , and as- pects , the progress of ... delight , but with a brief chronicle and abstract of all that was once interesting to the generations which have ...
... delightful , than thus at our ease to trace , through all its periods , vicissitudes , and as- pects , the progress of ... delight , but with a brief chronicle and abstract of all that was once interesting to the generations which have ...
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... delight and be praised , necessarily extends to all who can receive pleasure , or join in applause . It is strange , then , and somewhat humiliating , to see how great a proportion of those who had once fought their way successfully to ...
... delight and be praised , necessarily extends to all who can receive pleasure , or join in applause . It is strange , then , and somewhat humiliating , to see how great a proportion of those who had once fought their way successfully to ...
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Strona 381 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Strona 462 - I have not loved the world, nor the world me, — But let us part fair foes ; I do believe, Though I have found them not, that there may be Words which are things, — hopes which will not deceive, And virtues which are merciful, nor weave Snares for the failing ; I would also deem O'er others...
Strona 453 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
Strona 464 - Returning where my walk begun, Avoiding only, as I trod, My brothers' graves without a sod; For if I thought with heedless tread My step profaned their lowly bed, My breath came gaspingly and thick, And my crush'd heart fell blind and sick.
Strona 73 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east...
Strona 158 - His wee bit ingle, blinkin bonnily, His clean hearth-stane, his thriftie wifie's smile, The lisping infant prattling on his knee, Does a' his weary carking cares beguile, An' makes him quite forget his labour an' his toil. Belyve the elder bairns come drapping in, At service out, amang the farmers roun
Strona 460 - This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction ; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring . Sounds sweet as if a Sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved. It is the hush of night...
Strona 80 - This was the noblest Roman of them all : All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle; and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, This was a man!
Strona 193 - Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow, — When the fiery fight is heard no more, And the storm has ceased to blow.
Strona 139 - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man ; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.