Critical and Miscellaneous Writings of T. Noon TalfourdPhillips, Sampson, 1854 - 172 páginas |
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... delight ; he disco- vers feelings in his own breast , and awakens sympathies in ours , which shall assuredly one day have real and stable objects to rest on ! we forget that amazing scene , in which , on the effort of her mean seducer ...
... delight ; he disco- vers feelings in his own breast , and awakens sympathies in ours , which shall assuredly one day have real and stable objects to rest on ! we forget that amazing scene , in which , on the effort of her mean seducer ...
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... delightful when com- bined with the loneliness and distance of the Smollet seems to have had more touch of scene " placed far amid the melancholy main " romance than Fielding , but not so profound in which we become dwellers . We have ...
... delightful when com- bined with the loneliness and distance of the Smollet seems to have had more touch of scene " placed far amid the melancholy main " romance than Fielding , but not so profound in which we become dwellers . We have ...
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... delightful exceptions to the usual rule by which such incidental tales are properly regarded as impertinent intrusions . That of David Doubtful is of the most romantic in- terest , and at the same time steeped in feeling the most ...
... delightful exceptions to the usual rule by which such incidental tales are properly regarded as impertinent intrusions . That of David Doubtful is of the most romantic in- terest , and at the same time steeped in feeling the most ...
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... delightful from carrying a sort of fear along with that delight : it was like a pulse in the soul ! " The last scenes of this novel are We rejoice to know and feel that these delicious tales cannot perish . Since they were written ...
... delightful from carrying a sort of fear along with that delight : it was like a pulse in the soul ! " The last scenes of this novel are We rejoice to know and feel that these delicious tales cannot perish . Since they were written ...
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... delight to thousands , but as shedding the most genial influences on the taste and feeling of the peo- ple . These ... delights to be styled ) has weaned it from its idols , and restored to it its warm , youthful blood , and human ...
... delight to thousands , but as shedding the most genial influences on the taste and feeling of the peo- ple . These ... delights to be styled ) has weaned it from its idols , and restored to it its warm , youthful blood , and human ...
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Critical and Miscellaneous Writings of T. Noon Talfourd Sir Thomas Noon Talfourd Vista completa - 1866 |
Critical and Miscellaneous Writings of T. Noon Talfourd ... Thomas Noon Talfourd Vista completa - 1854 |
Términos y frases comunes
admiration affections amidst Angelique appear Baxter beauty breathe character Christian church common court criticism death deep delight divine Don Francis duchess of Longueville earth EDINBURGH REVIEW Elgiva eloquence eternal excite exhibit exquisite faculties faith fancy favour fear feel friends genius gentle give glory grace habits heart heaven holy honour hope House of Commons human Iago imagination immortal inspired intellectual Jesuits justice king labours Lady Mary Shepherd language learned less living Lord Lord Byron Lord Eldon Lord Stowell Luther mankind ment mighty mind moral nature ness never noble object once Othello passion poet poetry Port-Royal praise racter regard rendered repose reverence Richard Baxter sacred scarcely scene seems sense Shakspeare sion solemn soul spirit strange sublime success sympathy things thought tion tragedy triumph truth virtue voice Wilberforce wisdom words writings Xavier youth
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Página 60 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, 80 That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Página 60 - That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this Faint I, nor mourn nor murmur; other gifts Have followed; for such loss, I would believe, Abundant recompense.
Página 62 - The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Página 62 - The wind, the tempest roaring high, The tumult of a tropic sky, Might well be dangerous food For him, a Youth to whom was given So much of earth — so much of Heaven, And such impetuous blood.
Página 61 - The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions, not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest — Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast...
Página 161 - Where joy for ever dwells ; hail horrors, hail Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new possessor ; one who brings A mind not to be changed by place, or time.
Página 62 - The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality ; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears ; To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Página 84 - They live no longer in the faith of reason! But still the heart doth need a language, still Doth the old instinct bring back the old names, And to yon starry world they now are gone, Spirits or gods, that used to share this earth With man as with their friend...
Página 56 - The appearance, instantaneously disclosed, Was of a mighty city — boldly say A wilderness of building, sinking far And self-withdrawn into a wondrous depth, Far sinking into splendor — without end ! Fabric it seemed of diamond and of gold, With alabaster domes, and silver spires, And blazing terrace upon terrace, high Uplifted...
Página 58 - ... whose sable roof Of boughs, as if for festal purpose, decked With unrejoicing berries, ghostly Shapes May meet at noontide; FEAR and trembling HOPE, SILENCE and FORESIGHT; DEATH, the Skeleton, And TIME, the Shadow; there to celebrate, As in a natural temple scattered o'er With altars undisturbed of mossy stone, United worship; or in mute repose To lie, and listen to the mountain flood Murmuring from Glaramara's inmost caves.