Literary Studies from the Great British AuthorsAmerican school book Company, 1880 - 440 pages |
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... voice is past , That shrunk thy streams ; return , Sicilian Muse , And call the vales , and bid them hither cast Their bells , and flow'rets of a thousand hues . Ye valleys low , where the mild whispers use Of shades , and wanton winds ...
... voice is past , That shrunk thy streams ; return , Sicilian Muse , And call the vales , and bid them hither cast Their bells , and flow'rets of a thousand hues . Ye valleys low , where the mild whispers use Of shades , and wanton winds ...
Page 92
... voice dissuades ; for what can force or guile With him , or who deceives his mind , whose eye Views all things at one view ? He from heaven's hight All these our motions vain sees and derides ; Not more almighty to resist our might ...
... voice dissuades ; for what can force or guile With him , or who deceives his mind , whose eye Views all things at one view ? He from heaven's hight All these our motions vain sees and derides ; Not more almighty to resist our might ...
Page 98
... voice Of God , as with a mantle , didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep , Won from the void and formless infinite . Thee I revisit now with bolder wing , Escap'd the Stygian pool , though long detain'd In that obscure ...
... voice Of God , as with a mantle , didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep , Won from the void and formless infinite . Thee I revisit now with bolder wing , Escap'd the Stygian pool , though long detain'd In that obscure ...
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... voice and went Obsequious ; Heaven his wonted face renew'd , And with fresh flow'rets hill and valley smil❜d . ADAM'S COMPLAINT . ( Paradise Lost , Book X. , ll . 720-845 . ) O miserable of happy ! is this the end Of this new glorious ...
... voice and went Obsequious ; Heaven his wonted face renew'd , And with fresh flow'rets hill and valley smil❜d . ADAM'S COMPLAINT . ( Paradise Lost , Book X. , ll . 720-845 . ) O miserable of happy ! is this the end Of this new glorious ...
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... voice once heard Delightfully , " Increase and multiply , " Now death to hear ! for what can I increase Or multiply , but curses on my head ? Who of all ages to succeed , but feeling The evil on him brought by me , will curse My head ...
... voice once heard Delightfully , " Increase and multiply , " Now death to hear ! for what can I increase Or multiply , but curses on my head ? Who of all ages to succeed , but feeling The evil on him brought by me , will curse My head ...
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Page 181 - Await alike the inevitable hour ; The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, ' If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Page 372 - We have but faith: we cannot know; For knowledge is of things we see; And yet we trust it comes from thee, ' A beam in darkness: let it grow. Let knowledge grow from more to more, But more of reverence in us dwell: That mind and soul, according well, May make one music as before. But vaster.
Page 240 - mid work of his own hand he lies, Fretted by sallies of his mother's kisses, With light upon him from his father's eyes!
Page 194 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs, were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven, As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm ; Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, • Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Page 319 - O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty," — that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
Page 161 - Is not a patron, my Lord, one who looks with unconcern on a man struggling for life in the water, and when he has reached the ground encumbers him with help? The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early, had been kind; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it; till I am solitary, and cannot impart it; till I am known, and do not want it.
Page 242 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing ; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence : truths that wake To perish never ; Which neither listlessness nor mad endeavor Nor man nor boy Nor all that is at enmity with joy Can utterly abolish or destroy.
Page 235 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food ; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Page 235 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight: A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Page 242 - Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast: Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise...