American Literary CriticismWilliam Morton Payne Longmans, Green, and Company, 1904 - 318 pages |
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... every thing and every body appear ! The essence of roses , my Lady , is surely a finer perfume than the rose unexpressed ! And those perennial flowers , too , that give such dazzling brightness to the eye 39 Alexander Pope •
... every thing and every body appear ! The essence of roses , my Lady , is surely a finer perfume than the rose unexpressed ! And those perennial flowers , too , that give such dazzling brightness to the eye 39 Alexander Pope •
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William Morton Payne. too , that give such dazzling brightness to the eye , blooming in a light where nothing withers , but all is warmed , how much happier in their lot than those that perish under the oppressive sun ! Yes , so that he ...
William Morton Payne. too , that give such dazzling brightness to the eye , blooming in a light where nothing withers , but all is warmed , how much happier in their lot than those that perish under the oppressive sun ! Yes , so that he ...
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... eyes with the wings of painted butterflies , caught in their airy chases . Some kill cankers in the musk - rose buds ; some war with rearmice , and others keep back the clamorous owl ; all their duties and all their language bring ...
... eyes with the wings of painted butterflies , caught in their airy chases . Some kill cankers in the musk - rose buds ; some war with rearmice , and others keep back the clamorous owl ; all their duties and all their language bring ...
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... eyes moisten and heart move ? We doubt whether even Mr. Hazlitt is so tenderly constituted as ever to have shed a tear on the occasion . We quarrel with no one on the point of taste ; but it is something more serious when a man can come ...
... eyes moisten and heart move ? We doubt whether even Mr. Hazlitt is so tenderly constituted as ever to have shed a tear on the occasion . We quarrel with no one on the point of taste ; but it is something more serious when a man can come ...
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... eyes Blot out each bright idea of the skies . " - Beside the illogical combination of words , we ask whether any small compounder of amatory or complimentary verses could be guilty of the manufacture of flimsier tinsel ? " deluding eyes ...
... eyes Blot out each bright idea of the skies . " - Beside the illogical combination of words , we ask whether any small compounder of amatory or complimentary verses could be guilty of the manufacture of flimsier tinsel ? " deluding eyes ...
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Page 52 - In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call Earth, and, with low-thoughted care.
Page 112 - Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay. That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters. Not from the bards sublime. Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time.
Page 224 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love: A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me!
Page 232 - RECEIPT OF MY MOTHER'S PICTURE OUT OF NORFOLK, THE GIFT OF MY COUSIN, ANN BODHAM. OH that those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, 'Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Page 247 - The Sea of Faith Was once, too, at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furl'd. But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night- wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world.
Page 124 - Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Page 242 - So the spirit lifted me up, and took me away, and I went in bitterness, in the heat of my spirit ; but the hand of the LORD was strong upon me.
Page 225 - Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met, or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Page 115 - Of her bright face one glance will trace A picture on the brain, And of her voice in echoing hearts A sound must long remain; But memory, such as mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh my latest sigh Will not be life's, but hers.
Page 118 - Alas, alas, fair Ines, She went away with song, With music waiting on her steps, And shoutings of the throng; But some were sad, and felt no mirth, But only music's wrong, In sounds that sang Farewell, Farewell, To her you've loved so long.