Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Nide 16Leavitt, Throw and Company, 1849 |
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Sivu 30
... feel much surprised that they should be led into excesses by the advice of a cruel nobility and an ambitious priesthood . Great allowance must be made for the differences of the age from ours ; and we must remember that until the works ...
... feel much surprised that they should be led into excesses by the advice of a cruel nobility and an ambitious priesthood . Great allowance must be made for the differences of the age from ours ; and we must remember that until the works ...
Sivu 36
... feel its influence to be so heavenly , that , were it not for the grossness of our natures , we should take it in not by the small chan- nel of the ear alone , but by every pore of our frames . What is the medium of com- munication when ...
... feel its influence to be so heavenly , that , were it not for the grossness of our natures , we should take it in not by the small chan- nel of the ear alone , but by every pore of our frames . What is the medium of com- munication when ...
Sivu 39
... feel- ing , and clothes it with such sounding harmony of verse as makes us feel as if an earlier Handel might have been given to the world , if a previous Milton had not been needful to inspire him ; -old Cowley too , who asks the same ...
... feel- ing , and clothes it with such sounding harmony of verse as makes us feel as if an earlier Handel might have been given to the world , if a previous Milton had not been needful to inspire him ; -old Cowley too , who asks the same ...
Sivu 40
... feeling their better selves overlooked in the homage paid to an adventitious gift , is an unfailing humiliation to a ... feel to be the real nature of music and its purpose as regards the hu- man heart . They either used it outwardly as ...
... feeling their better selves overlooked in the homage paid to an adventitious gift , is an unfailing humiliation to a ... feel to be the real nature of music and its purpose as regards the hu- man heart . They either used it outwardly as ...
Sivu 42
... feel- a people whose instincts for poetical accent ing , it was independent of both . Not till were so acute that they compelled even that the end of the sixth century is the silence of music to bow before them , it is difficult to ...
... feel- a people whose instincts for poetical accent ing , it was independent of both . Not till were so acute that they compelled even that the end of the sixth century is the silence of music to bow before them , it is difficult to ...
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Sivu 213 - She should have died hereafter; There would have been a time for such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death.
Sivu 210 - Who was it that thus cried? Why, worthy thane, You do unbend your noble strength, to think So brainsickly of things. Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place? They must lie there: go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood.
Sivu 512 - And she may still exist in undiminished vigour when some traveller from New Zealand shall, in the midst of a vast solitude, take his stand on a broken arch of London Bridge to sketch the ruins of St. Paul's.
Sivu 147 - A poet is the most unpoetical of anything in existence, because he has no identity ; he is continually in for, and filling, some other body. The sun, the moon, the sea, and men and women, who are creatures of impulse, are poetical, and have about them an unchangeable attribute ; the poet has none, no identity. He is certainly the most unpoetical of all God's creatures.
Sivu 152 - The Genius of Poetry must work out its own salvation in a man. It cannot be matured by law and precept, but by sensation and watchfulness in itself. That which is creative must create itself.
Sivu 147 - A poet is the most unpoetical of any thing in existence, because he has no Identity — he is continually in for and filling some other Body — The Sun, the Moon, the Sea and Men and Women, who are creatures of impulse, are poetical, and have about them an unchangeable attribute; the poet has none, no identity — he is certainly the most unpoetical of all God's Creatures.
Sivu 17 - Goldsmith's plain narrative will please again and again. I would say to Robertson what an old tutor of a college said to one of his pupils : ' Read over your compositions, and wherever you meet with a passage which you think is particularly fine, strike it out.
Sivu 48 - And speckled Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould ; And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day.
Sivu 210 - Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt.
Sivu 159 - THE SEA. IT keeps eternal whisperings around Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell Gluts twice ten thousand caverns, till the spell Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound. Often 'tis in such gentle temper found, That scarcely will the very smallest shell Be moved for days from where it sometime fell, When last the winds of heaven were unbound. Oh ye ! who have your eye-balls vexed and tired, Feast them upon the wideness of the Sea...