The Prose Workd of Mrs. Ellis: The poetry of life. Pictures of private life (first and second series) A voice from the vintageLangley, 1844 |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 100
Página 14
... sweet profusion upon wild and unculti- vated spots of earth , exposing their delicate leaves to the tread of the rude inhabitants of the wilderness , and spreading forth their scented charms to the careless mountain wind - in the ...
... sweet profusion upon wild and unculti- vated spots of earth , exposing their delicate leaves to the tread of the rude inhabitants of the wilderness , and spreading forth their scented charms to the careless mountain wind - in the ...
Página 15
... sweet voice that first sung him to sleep ; or of deformity and discord from the harsh brow whose frowns he first learned to dread , and the voice whose threatening tones were followed by punishment and pain . darkness in his infancy ...
... sweet voice that first sung him to sleep ; or of deformity and discord from the harsh brow whose frowns he first learned to dread , and the voice whose threatening tones were followed by punishment and pain . darkness in his infancy ...
Página 18
... sweet and plaintive sound , but we know not with all our wisdom what particular note the unseen minstrel will next produce , nor can we calculate the vibrations caused by his powerful but invisi- ble hand . When we hear the tender and ...
... sweet and plaintive sound , but we know not with all our wisdom what particular note the unseen minstrel will next produce , nor can we calculate the vibrations caused by his powerful but invisi- ble hand . When we hear the tender and ...
Página 24
... there , beneath its white coverlet , lies the delicate snowdrop , so pure and pale , so true an em- blem of hope , and trust , and confidence , that With every thing fair , or sweet , or exqui- 24 THE POETRY OF LIFE . The Poetry of Flowers.
... there , beneath its white coverlet , lies the delicate snowdrop , so pure and pale , so true an em- blem of hope , and trust , and confidence , that With every thing fair , or sweet , or exqui- 24 THE POETRY OF LIFE . The Poetry of Flowers.
Página 25
... sweet things , rude hands have almost robbed it of its charm . Who can behold the pale Narcis- sus , standing by the silent brook , its stately form reflected in the glassy mirror , without losing themselves in that most fanciful of all ...
... sweet things , rude hands have almost robbed it of its charm . Who can behold the pale Narcis- sus , standing by the silent brook , its stately form reflected in the glassy mirror , without losing themselves in that most fanciful of all ...
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
The Prose Workd of Mrs. Ellis: The Poetry of Life. Pictures of Private Life ... Sarah Stickney Ellis Sin vista previa disponible - 2016 |
Términos y frases comunes
admiration affection Agnes amongst Andrew Miller Anna Arnold asso associations beauty behold beneath birds blessing bosom bright brow called character charm choly colour dark deep delight earth enjoyment Eskdale exis faithful familiar spirits feeling felt flowers genius grief hand happiness heart heaven hope hour human ideas imagination impressions innu intel intellectual Jephthah kind labour lady language less light listen live look Lord Lord Byron Mary melan melancholy ment mind moon moral mother nature ness never night object pain passions picture pleasure poet poetical poetry poor principle PROSPERO racter Saul scene silent Sisera smile soul sound speak spirit sublime suffering sweet tain taste tears tence tenderness thee thing thou thought tion truth tural ture uncon unto voice wandering weary wild William Clare wind wings woman words young
Pasajes populares
Página 88 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Página 159 - twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war : to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt : the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake ; and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar : graves, at my command, Have wak'd their sleepers ; op'd, and let them forth By my so potent art...
Página 136 - At her feet he bowed, he fell, he lay down : at her feet he bowed, he fell ; where he bowed, there he fell down dead.
Página 83 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Página 134 - But he himself went a day's journey into the wilderness, and came and sat down under a juniper tree: and he requested for himself that he might die; and said, It is enough; now, O Lord, take away my life ; for I am not better than my fathers.
Página 85 - Awake, /Eolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take ; The laughing flowers, that round them blow, Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong, Through verdant vales, and Ceres...
Página 134 - And Rizpah the daughter of Aiah took sackcloth, and spread it for her upon the rock, from the beginning of harvest until water dropped upon them out of heaven, and suffered neither the birds of the air to rest on them by day, nor the beasts of the field by night.
Página 166 - I am now indebted, as being a work not to be raised from the heat of youth or the vapours of wine, like that which flows at waste from the pen of some vulgar amourist, or the trencher fury of a rhyming parasite ; nor to be obtained by the invocation of Dame Memory and her siren daughters ; but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom He pleases.
Página 81 - SWIFTLY walk over the western wave, Spirit of Night ! Out of the misty eastern cave, Where all the long and lone daylight Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear, Which make thee terrible and dear, — Swift be thy flight ! Wrap thy form in a mantle gray, Star-inwrought ! Blind with thine hair the eyes of day, Kiss her until she be wearied out, Then wander o'er city, and sea, and land, Touching all with thine opiate wand.
Página 85 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.