Essays critical and imaginativeBlackwood, 1857 |
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... COLONSAY : - FYTTE I. , FYTTE II . , COLERIDGE'S POETICAL WORKS , TUPPER'S GERALDINE , PAGE 1 212 230 260 293 344 DE BERENGER'S HELPS AND HINTS , 373 MACAULAY'S LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME , 386 A FEW WORDS ON SHAKESPEARE , 420 THE GENIUS AND ...
... COLONSAY : - FYTTE I. , FYTTE II . , COLERIDGE'S POETICAL WORKS , TUPPER'S GERALDINE , PAGE 1 212 230 260 293 344 DE BERENGER'S HELPS AND HINTS , 373 MACAULAY'S LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME , 386 A FEW WORDS ON SHAKESPEARE , 420 THE GENIUS AND ...
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... he is endowed with the qualities that best secure attachment between the Castle and the Cottage . We rise to welcome you to your Father's land . CHRISTOPHER ON COLONSAY . FYTTE I. [ JUNE 1834. ] THE BURNS FESTIVAL . 223.
... he is endowed with the qualities that best secure attachment between the Castle and the Cottage . We rise to welcome you to your Father's land . CHRISTOPHER ON COLONSAY . FYTTE I. [ JUNE 1834. ] THE BURNS FESTIVAL . 223.
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John Wilson James Frederick Ferrier. CHRISTOPHER ON COLONSAY . FYTTE I. [ JUNE 1834. ] [ This ride , although enriched with many imaginative embellishments , is not all a fable . The Professor actually tried the paces of Colonsay in a ...
John Wilson James Frederick Ferrier. CHRISTOPHER ON COLONSAY . FYTTE I. [ JUNE 1834. ] [ This ride , although enriched with many imaginative embellishments , is not all a fable . The Professor actually tried the paces of Colonsay in a ...
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... he bestrode - our friend below us , laying back the stools of his ears , and putting out his nose with a shake of his head , while his hog - mane bristled electric in the gloomy light , in ten yards was at CHRISTOPHER ON COLONSAY . 231.
... he bestrode - our friend below us , laying back the stools of his ears , and putting out his nose with a shake of his head , while his hog - mane bristled electric in the gloomy light , in ten yards was at CHRISTOPHER ON COLONSAY . 231.
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... Colonsay . A cob let us call him , though he was not a cob - for he showed blood of a higher , a Neptunian strain ; an iron - grey let us call him , though he was not an iron - grey - for his shoulders , and flanks , and rump , were ...
... Colonsay . A cob let us call him , though he was not a cob - for he showed blood of a higher , a Neptunian strain ; an iron - grey let us call him , though he was not an iron - grey - for his shoulders , and flanks , and rump , were ...
Términos y frases comunes
Allan Cunningham Ambleside auld ballad bard beautiful believe better breast breath Burns's called character charm Christabel clouds Coleridge Colonsay Cottar's Saturday Night dear death delight dream Dumfries earth Ellisland evil eyes face fair fancy fear feel felt frae gauger genius George Thomson Grasmere hand happy head hear heard heart heaven Hector Macneil honour hope hour human imagination inspired knew labour lady Lars Porsena lictors light living look Mauchline mind morning Mossgiel nature never noble o'er once passion perhaps pity poem poet poet's poetical poetry poor pride racter Robert Burns round Scotland Scottish seems Shanter Shuffler sing smile song soul spirit strong sweet tears tell tender thee things Thomson thou thought tion truth verse virtue voice walk whole Whyles wild wonder words Young Poets youth
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Página 299 - 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— And from the soul itself must there be sent A sweet and potent voice, of its own birth, Of all sweet sounds the life and element!
Página 297 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Página 341 - Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide wide sea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony.
Página 336 - The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — ' The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast.
Página 335 - The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din.
Página 33 - Compared with this, how poor religion's pride, In all the pomp of method, and of art, When men display to congregations wide Devotion's every grace, except the heart!
Página 337 - And now the Storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong: He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. "'With sloping masts and dipping prow As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled.
Página 340 - The very deep did rot : O Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. " About, about, in reel and rout, The death-fires danced at night ; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue and white.
Página 342 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Página 340 - With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood! I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, And cried, A sail ! a sail...