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... eternal spirit that can enrich with all utterance and knowledge , and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar , to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases . " And if from one point of view Poetry brings home to ...
... eternal spirit that can enrich with all utterance and knowledge , and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar , to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases . " And if from one point of view Poetry brings home to ...
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... , the very " image of life expressed in its eternal truth " ; it immortalises all that is best and most beautiful in the world ; " it purges from our inward sight the film of familiarity which obscures from us the wonder VI 117 POETRY.
... , the very " image of life expressed in its eternal truth " ; it immortalises all that is best and most beautiful in the world ; " it purges from our inward sight the film of familiarity which obscures from us the wonder VI 117 POETRY.
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... . the essence of order , and leads to all that is good , just , and beautiful , of which it is the invisible , but never- theless dazzling , passionate , and eternal form . ” — PLATO . CHAPTER VII MUSIC MUSIC is in one sense far more.
... . the essence of order , and leads to all that is good , just , and beautiful , of which it is the invisible , but never- theless dazzling , passionate , and eternal form . ” — PLATO . CHAPTER VII MUSIC MUSIC is in one sense far more.
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... eternal form . ” Music , " said Luther , “ is a fair and glorious gift from God . I would not for the world renounce my 66 " " 66 humble share in music . ' Music , " said Halevy , " is an art that God has given us , in which the voices ...
... eternal form . ” Music , " said Luther , “ is a fair and glorious gift from God . I would not for the world renounce my 66 " " 66 humble share in music . ' Music , " said Halevy , " is an art that God has given us , in which the voices ...
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... eternal rest . Very touching is the appeal of Ash- manezer to be left in peace , which was engraved on his Sarcophagus at Sidon , - now in Paris . " In the month of Bul , the fourteenth year of my reign , I , King Ashmanezer , King of ...
... eternal rest . Very touching is the appeal of Ash- manezer to be left in peace , which was engraved on his Sarcophagus at Sidon , - now in Paris . " In the month of Bul , the fourteenth year of my reign , I , King Ashmanezer , King of ...
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Page 70 - Going to the Wars Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. 1 Imprisoned or caged. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
Page 146 - I find this conclusion more impressed upon me, — that the greatest thing a human soul ever does in this world is to see something, and tell what it saw in a plain way. Hundreds of people can talk for one who can think, but thousands can think for one who can see. To see clearly, is poetry, prophecy, and religion, — all in one.
Page 185 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men, fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up : it stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes; there was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, Shall mortal man be more just than God?
Page 69 - But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land ; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers, Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night, With this her solemn bird ; nor walk by moon, Or glittering star-light, without thee is sweet.
Page 185 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd, that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb, Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either ; black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Page 252 - Ah! when shall all men's good Be each man's rule, and universal Peace Lie like a shaft of light across the land, And like a lane of beams athwart the sea, Thro' all the circle of the golden year?
Page 41 - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit ; For every object that the one doth catch The other turns to a mirth-moving jest, Which his fair tongue, conceit's expositor, Delivers in such apt and gracious words That aged ears play truant at his tales And younger hearings are quite ravished ; So sweet and...
Page 153 - See the wretch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again : The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
Page 112 - Like a poet hidden, In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
Page 133 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...