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... it in his garden ; Horace and Virgil expressed their desire of it in passages which the sympathy of man- kind has rendered immortal . It was the end of all the wisdom and experience of Shakspeare . He retired to his INTRODUCTION . 11.
... it in his garden ; Horace and Virgil expressed their desire of it in passages which the sympathy of man- kind has rendered immortal . It was the end of all the wisdom and experience of Shakspeare . He retired to his INTRODUCTION . 11.
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... desire to feel and know . The greatest use of genius is but to sub- serve to that end ; to further the means of enjoying it , and to freshen and keep it pure ; as the winds and thunders , which come rarely , are purifiers of the sweet ...
... desire to feel and know . The greatest use of genius is but to sub- serve to that end ; to further the means of enjoying it , and to freshen and keep it pure ; as the winds and thunders , which come rarely , are purifiers of the sweet ...
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... desire of finishing the adventure , he returned to the porch ; and working up his soul to a full steadiness of resolution , he drew forth his sword with one hand , and with the other lifted up the latch of the gate . The heavy door ...
... desire of finishing the adventure , he returned to the porch ; and working up his soul to a full steadiness of resolution , he drew forth his sword with one hand , and with the other lifted up the latch of the gate . The heavy door ...
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... desire what to - morrow we fear , nay , even tremble at the apprehensions of . This was ex- emplified in me at this time in the most lively manner imaginable ; for I , whose only affliction was , that I seemed banished from human ...
... desire what to - morrow we fear , nay , even tremble at the apprehensions of . This was ex- emplified in me at this time in the most lively manner imaginable ; for I , whose only affliction was , that I seemed banished from human ...
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... desire to fly ! We do so in dreams : we all long for the power when children : we think of it in poetry and in sorrow . " Oh that I had the wings of a dove ! then would I fly away and be at rest . " Wilkins fled away into a beautiful ...
... desire to fly ! We do so in dreams : we all long for the power when children : we think of it in poetry and in sorrow . " Oh that I had the wings of a dove ! then would I fly away and be at rest . " Wilkins fled away into a beautiful ...
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Page 46 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Page 168 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair, Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Page 166 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
Page 167 - And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome!
Page 226 - THE EPITAPH. Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth, A Youth, to Fortune and to Fame unknown; Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send; He gave to Misery all he had, a tear — He gained from Heaven ('twas all he wish'd), a friend.
Page 226 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Page 224 - Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise. Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of Death?
Page 59 - It happened one day about noon, going towards my boat, I was exceedingly surprised with the print of a man's naked foot on the shore, which was very plain to be seen in the sand : I stood like one thunderstruck, or as if I had seen an apparition...
Page 225 - For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate ; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the Sun upon...
Page 29 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.