MacMillan's Magazine, Volume 56Sir George Grove, David Masson, John Morley, Mowbray Morris 1887 |
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... ture of daylight and darkness , half startled by a feeling of weird horror , half delighted by the delicious sense of confused reality and dreamy illu- sion which her brother had conjured up . Silently the With the Immortals . 7.
... ture of daylight and darkness , half startled by a feeling of weird horror , half delighted by the delicious sense of confused reality and dreamy illu- sion which her brother had conjured up . Silently the With the Immortals . 7.
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... senses reeled ; and but for the loved ones below he must have lost all con- sciousness and fallen a victim to the convulsion of the elements he had roused . For he knew that it was his work now , as he sprang up the rocks towards the ...
... senses reeled ; and but for the loved ones below he must have lost all con- sciousness and fallen a victim to the convulsion of the elements he had roused . For he knew that it was his work now , as he sprang up the rocks towards the ...
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... sense of a principle , and enthusiasm for that principle , I agree with you . That is what the sickness of modern times means . It is too long since the world has fought for a pure principle . In- dividual nations have had their strug ...
... sense of a principle , and enthusiasm for that principle , I agree with you . That is what the sickness of modern times means . It is too long since the world has fought for a pure principle . In- dividual nations have had their strug ...
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... sense ; so , grown at last familiar , they gave additional purpose to his fantastic experiment . Had it not been said by a wise man , that , after all , the offence of death was in its trappings ? Well ! he would , as far as might be ...
... sense ; so , grown at last familiar , they gave additional purpose to his fantastic experiment . Had it not been said by a wise man , that , after all , the offence of death was in its trappings ? Well ! he would , as far as might be ...
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... sense of an over - brooding presence ; of some strange new companions around him . Here one might yield one's self to the unalterable imaginative appeal of the elements in their highest force and simplicity - light , air , water , earth ...
... sense of an over - brooding presence ; of some strange new companions around him . Here one might yield one's self to the unalterable imaginative appeal of the elements in their highest force and simplicity - light , air , water , earth ...
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Page 432 - Alack, alack, is it not like that I So early waking, what with loathsome smells And shrieks like mandrakes...
Page 352 - 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!
Page 87 - My whole life I have lived in pleasant thought, As if life's business were a summer mood; As if all needful things would come unsought To genial faith, still rich in genial good; But how can He expect that others should Build for him, sow for him, and at his call Love him, who for himself will take no heed at all?
Page 420 - And in far other scenes! For I was reared In the great city, pent 'mid cloisters dim, And saw nought lovely but the sky and stars. But thou, my babe! shalt wander like a breeze By lakes and sandy shores, beneath the crags Of ancient mountain, and beneath the clouds, Which image in their bulk both lakes and shores And mountain crags...
Page 185 - tis not to come ; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come ; the readiness is all ; since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is't to leave betimes?
Page 352 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Page 83 - Tis of a little child Upon a lonesome wild, Not far from home, but she hath lost her way: And now moans low in bitter grief and fear, And now screams loud, and hopes to make her mother hear.
Page 81 - O Lady! we receive but what we give And in our life alone does Nature live: Ours is her wedding garment, ours her shroud! And would we aught behold of higher worth, Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless ever-anxious crowd, Ah! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth...
Page 82 - Joy is the sweet voice, Joy the luminous cloud We in ourselves rejoice! And thence flows all that charms or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light.
Page 85 - Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west: I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.