Rambles and ReveriesJ. P. Giffing, 1841 - 436 páginas |
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... character of its ancient inhabitants , now furnishes the most meagre evidences of former activity and prowess . The few soldiers now seen in its deserted streets , serve not , alas ! to defend the town or enlarge its possessions , but ...
... character of its ancient inhabitants , now furnishes the most meagre evidences of former activity and prowess . The few soldiers now seen in its deserted streets , serve not , alas ! to defend the town or enlarge its possessions , but ...
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... characters of our day , we must sometimes lament , that if the ignorance and barbarism of more warlike times have departed , so has also much of their high and almost uni- versal spirit of honor , gallantry and disinterestedness . Like ...
... characters of our day , we must sometimes lament , that if the ignorance and barbarism of more warlike times have departed , so has also much of their high and almost uni- versal spirit of honor , gallantry and disinterestedness . Like ...
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... character of a statesman , a sol- dier , and a poet ; and in a warlike and violent age , had the magnanimity to conceive , and the genius to create , an imperishable monument of intellectual revenge . THE CHOLERA IN SICILY " The blessed ...
... character of a statesman , a sol- dier , and a poet ; and in a warlike and violent age , had the magnanimity to conceive , and the genius to create , an imperishable monument of intellectual revenge . THE CHOLERA IN SICILY " The blessed ...
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... character and my destiny . You think the friar's garb does not altogeth- er become me , and wonder how it is that so youthful a brow should be shaded by hoary locks . I will endeavor to explain the apparent anomaly , if you are disposed ...
... character and my destiny . You think the friar's garb does not altogeth- er become me , and wonder how it is that so youthful a brow should be shaded by hoary locks . I will endeavor to explain the apparent anomaly , if you are disposed ...
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... character I had as- sumed . The wind increasing , before dark every thing was snug on board , and at midnight it blew a tempest . The brig , heavily laden as she was , ploughed wearily through the waves , every timber creaking as she ...
... character I had as- sumed . The wind increasing , before dark every thing was snug on board , and at midnight it blew a tempest . The brig , heavily laden as she was , ploughed wearily through the waves , every timber creaking as she ...
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Página 227 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain-light of all our day, Are yet a master-light of all our seeing; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal silence...
Página 228 - Is lightened ; that serene and blessed mood In which the affections gently lead us on, Until the breath of this corporeal frame, And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Página 198 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven, Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
Página 283 - She, as a veil down to the slender waist, Her unadorned golden tresses wore Dishevelled, but in wanton ringlets waved As the vine curls her tendrils, which implied Subjection, but required with gentle sway, And by her yielded, by him best received Yielded, with coy submission, modest pride, And sweet, reluctant, amorous delay.
Página 246 - Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days ; None knew thee but to love thee, None named thee but to praise.
Página 213 - I saw her upon nearer view A spirit, yet a woman too ! Her household motions light and free, And steps of virgin liberty ; A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet ; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food : For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Página 241 - glassy eyes put light ; — be still ! keep down thine ire ! Bid these white lips a blessing speak, — this earth is not my sire: Give me back him for whom I strove, — for whom my blood was shed. Thou canst not? — and a king! — his dust be mountains on thy head!
Página 291 - She speaks, yet she says nothing. What of that? Her eye discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold; 'tis not to me she speaks. Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
Página 198 - He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again; From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn.
Página 198 - Yet faded from him; Sidney, as he fought And as he fell and as he lived and loved Sublimely mild, a Spirit without spot, Arose; and Lucan, by his death approved: Oblivion as they rose shrank like a thing reproved.