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Strona xxxv
... poet ought to be , if not practically , at least in taste and ear , a mu- sician . That such was the case in the early times of ancient Greece , and that her poets then not only set their own verses to music , but sung them at public ...
... poet ought to be , if not practically , at least in taste and ear , a mu- sician . That such was the case in the early times of ancient Greece , and that her poets then not only set their own verses to music , but sung them at public ...
Strona xxxvi
... poet , is known to have been invariably the mark of a rude state of society , so the gradual separ - seats , and stood round the table with arms ation of these two callings , in accordance with that great principle of Political Economy ...
... poet , is known to have been invariably the mark of a rude state of society , so the gradual separ - seats , and stood round the table with arms ation of these two callings , in accordance with that great principle of Political Economy ...
Strona xxxvii
... poet versed in the sister - art ought to at- tempt , has yet , by him , with the aid of a music to which my own country's strains are alone comparable , been exercised with so work- manly a hand , and with so rich a variety of passion ...
... poet versed in the sister - art ought to at- tempt , has yet , by him , with the aid of a music to which my own country's strains are alone comparable , been exercised with so work- manly a hand , and with so rich a variety of passion ...
Strona xl
... poet's , -this very generous view of the transaction was , without any difficulty , acceded to , and the firm agreed , before we separated , that I was to receive three thousand guineas for my Poem . At the time of this agreement , but ...
... poet's , -this very generous view of the transaction was , without any difficulty , acceded to , and the firm agreed , before we separated , that I was to receive three thousand guineas for my Poem . At the time of this agreement , but ...
Strona xlii
... poet which he much too partially assigned to me was combined also " the truth of the historian . " Sir William Ouseley , another high authority , in giving his testimony to the same effect , thus notices an exception to the general ...
... poet which he much too partially assigned to me was combined also " the truth of the historian . " Sir William Ouseley , another high authority , in giving his testimony to the same effect , thus notices an exception to the general ...
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Strona 191 - You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will. But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.
Strona 243 - This world is all a fleeting show For man's illusion given ; The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, — There's nothing true but Heaven...
Strona 224 - Those joyous hours are past away ; And many a heart, that then was gay, Within the tomb now darkly dwells, And hears no more those evening bells. And so 'twill be when I am gone ; That tuneful peal will still ring on, While other bards shall walk these dells, And sing your praise, sweet evening...
Strona 179 - Shall I ask the brave soldier, who fights by my side In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree ? Shall I give up the friend I have valued and tried, If he kneel not before the same altar with me ? From the heretic girl of my soul shall I fly, To seek somewhere else a more orthodox kiss?
Strona 176 - Twas not the soft magic of streamlet or hill ! Oh ! no ; it was something more exquisite still. 'Twas that friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near, Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear ; And who felt how the best charms of nature improve When we see them reflected from looks that we love.
Strona 173 - But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Shall brighten with verdure the grave where he sleeps ; And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.
Strona 189 - I'll not leave thee, thou lone one ! To pine on the stem ; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them. Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed, Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Strona 226 - Oft in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me : The smiles, the tears Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken ! Thus in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Sad Memory brings the light Of other days around me.
Strona 353 - tis sweet to me ! There — drink my tears, while yet they fall — Would that my bosom's blood were balm, And, well thou know'st, I'd shed it all, To give thy brow one minute's calm.
Strona 184 - OH! the days are gone, when Beauty bright My heart's chain wove ; When my dream of life, from morn till night, Was love, still love. New hope may bloom, And days may come Of milder, calmer beam, But there's nothing half so sweet in life As love's young dream : No, there's nothing half so sweet in life As love's young dream. Tho...