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... Beautiful objects that around us shine , Above , below - flowers , gems , and light divine , Illustrate faintly , faintly words express The radiant charms of female loveliness . The lofty fir , as sunshine gilds its bark , E'en towering ...
... Beautiful objects that around us shine , Above , below - flowers , gems , and light divine , Illustrate faintly , faintly words express The radiant charms of female loveliness . The lofty fir , as sunshine gilds its bark , E'en towering ...
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... sing . The Poets Burns and Collins have hallowed the memory of Thomson in some beautiful stanzas . The late accom- plished Sir George Beaumont was wont to say that it were better for the young Artist to copy from the descriptions.
... sing . The Poets Burns and Collins have hallowed the memory of Thomson in some beautiful stanzas . The late accom- plished Sir George Beaumont was wont to say that it were better for the young Artist to copy from the descriptions.
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... beautiful and strong ; As Perchance in after times , yon untiring sun returns , To canopy a bard who mourns In meditative rhymes . Of their columnar greatness proud , Their leafy fulness , like a cloud Of verdure to the eye ; Outlasting ...
... beautiful and strong ; As Perchance in after times , yon untiring sun returns , To canopy a bard who mourns In meditative rhymes . Of their columnar greatness proud , Their leafy fulness , like a cloud Of verdure to the eye ; Outlasting ...
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... young maidens brighten , gay As young gazelles , and beautiful as May . On pamper'd steeds of their fair riders proud , The park at six what lovely Dians crowd ! D Now moves the pageant near the Serpentine , Of equipages.
... young maidens brighten , gay As young gazelles , and beautiful as May . On pamper'd steeds of their fair riders proud , The park at six what lovely Dians crowd ! D Now moves the pageant near the Serpentine , Of equipages.
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... beautiful lines of Campbell , on " revisiting the banks of the Clyde , " as a fair illustration of the manufacturing system ; yet , Mr. Campbell is not ( I believe ) a Landlord . P. 37 , 1. 15 . Caught in the Liberator's 46 NOTES TO MAY ...
... beautiful lines of Campbell , on " revisiting the banks of the Clyde , " as a fair illustration of the manufacturing system ; yet , Mr. Campbell is not ( I believe ) a Landlord . P. 37 , 1. 15 . Caught in the Liberator's 46 NOTES TO MAY ...
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Page 50 - One song employs all nations, and all cry, ' Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us ! ' The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy : Till nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous Hosanna round.
Page 25 - E'er wore his crown as loftily as he Wears the green coronal of leaves with which Thy hand has graced him. Nestled at his root Is beauty, such as blooms not in the glare Of the broad sun. That delicate forest flower With scented breath, and look so like a smile...
Page 16 - There are a sort of men whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond...
Page 48 - We have often thought that the motion of the public mind in our country resembles that of the sea when the tide is rising. Each successive wave rushes forward, breaks, and rolls back ; but the great flood is steadily coming in.
Page 134 - Tous les corps, le firmament, les étoiles, la terre et ses royaumes, ne valent pas le moindre des esprits; car il connaît tout cela, et soi; et les corps, rien. Tous les corps ensemble, et tous les esprits ensemble, et toutes leurs productions, ne valent pas le moindre mouvement de charité; cela est d'un ordre infiniment plus élevé.
Page 117 - Your KEMBLE'S spirit was the home Of genius and of taste : — Taste like the silent dial's power, That when supernal light is given, Can measure inspiration's hour, And tell its height in heaven. At once ennobled and correct, His mind survey'd the tragic page, And what the actor could effect, The scholar could presage.
Page 43 - ... and what a native and happy ease in the conclusion ! The busy lark, the messenger of day, Saleweth* in her song the morrow gray ; And fiery Phoebus riseth up so bright, That all the orient laugheth of the sight...
Page 133 - What soul was his, when, from the naked top Of some bold headland, he beheld the sun Rise up, and bathe the world in light...
Page 45 - These formulae, emblematic of Omniscience, condense into a few symbols the immutable laws of the universe. This mighty instrument of human power itself originates in the primitive constitution of the human mind, and rests upon a few fundamental axioms, which have eternally existed in Him who implanted them in the breast of man when He created him after His own image.
Page 15 - But the most sublime scene is where a mural pile of porphyry, escaping the process of disintegration that is devastating the coast, appears to have been left as a sort of rampart against the inroads of the ocean ; the Atlantic, when provoked by wintry gales, batters against it with all the force of real artillery, the waves having, in their repeated assaults, forced themselves an entrance.