The Republic of Letters: A Selection, in Poetry and Prose, from the Works of the Most Eminent Writers, with Many Original Pieces, Bind 1Alexander Whitelaw Blackie & Son, 1835 |
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... sleeps : was she not called of old ? Spain calls her now , as with its thrilling thunder Vesuvius wakens Ætna , and the cold Snow - crags by its reply are cloven in sunder : O'er the lit waves every Æolian isle From Pithecusa to Pelorus ...
... sleeps : was she not called of old ? Spain calls her now , as with its thrilling thunder Vesuvius wakens Ætna , and the cold Snow - crags by its reply are cloven in sunder : O'er the lit waves every Æolian isle From Pithecusa to Pelorus ...
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... sleep- And still the snow - white banner waves above the field of strife , With a proud triumph , as it were a thing of soul and life . They stand - they bleed - they fall ! they make one brief and breathless pause , And gaze with ...
... sleep- And still the snow - white banner waves above the field of strife , With a proud triumph , as it were a thing of soul and life . They stand - they bleed - they fall ! they make one brief and breathless pause , And gaze with ...
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... sleep , imagination did but overact the part with which it had terrified her waking . Stormy seas and adverse winds - a ship straining against the blast , her deck covered with pale and affrighted faces , among which she seemed to ...
... sleep , imagination did but overact the part with which it had terrified her waking . Stormy seas and adverse winds - a ship straining against the blast , her deck covered with pale and affrighted faces , among which she seemed to ...
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... sleep , - On such an eve as this , perchance , Might Scylla eye the blue expanse . The languid ocean scarce at all Amongst the sparkling pebbles hissing , - The lucid wavelets , as they fall , The sunny beach in whispers kissing , Leave ...
... sleep , - On such an eve as this , perchance , Might Scylla eye the blue expanse . The languid ocean scarce at all Amongst the sparkling pebbles hissing , - The lucid wavelets , as they fall , The sunny beach in whispers kissing , Leave ...
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... sleep , and feeling its pulse , " I think I may say to you now , widow Roberts - I think , I say - but I would not have you too sure - I think your child is safe . " The woman caught his huge hand up to her mouth before he could prevent ...
... sleep , and feeling its pulse , " I think I may say to you now , widow Roberts - I think , I say - but I would not have you too sure - I think your child is safe . " The woman caught his huge hand up to her mouth before he could prevent ...
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Side 349 - Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky! Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound? Or, while the wings aspire, are heart and eye Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground? Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will, Those quivering wings composed, that music still!
Side 346 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! " The child is father of the man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Side 102 - HAPPY is England ! I could be content To see no other verdure than its own; To feel no other breezes than are blown Through its tall woods with high romances blent : Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment For skies Italian, and an inward groan To sit upon an Alp as on a throne, And half forget what world or worldling meant.
Side 320 - Blessings be with them — and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares, The Poets, who on earth have made us Heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays ! Oh ! might my name be numbered among theirs, Then gladly would I end my mortal days.
Side 417 - They are the only persons who, in one sense, retain it always, and they furnish their neighbours with the same idea. The other children grow up to manhood and womanhood, and suffer all the changes of mortality. This one alone is rendered an immortal child. Death has arrested it with his kindly harshness, and blessed it into an eternal image of youth and innocence.
Side 343 - I instantly distended the lower part of the flower, and, placing it in a full light, could discover troops of little insects frisking and capering with wild jollity among the narrow pedestals that supported its leaves, and the little threads that occupied its centre.
Side 16 - He who taught man to vanquish whatsoever Can be between the cradle and the grave Crowned him the King of Life. Oh, vain endeavour! If on his own high will, a willing slave, He has enthroned the oppression and the oppressor.
Side 243 - I've touched the fellow's life ! it must be more than two foot of blubber that stops my iron from reaching the life of any whale that ever sculled the ocean !" " I believe you have saved yourself the trouble of using the bayonet you have rigged for a lance...
Side 343 - On the polished bottoms of these, brighter than Parian marble, walked in pairs, alone, or in larger companies, the winged inhabitants : these, from little dusky flies, for such only the nake'd eye would have shown them, were raised to glorious glittering animals, stained with living purple, and with a glossy gold, that would have made all the labors of the loom contemptible in the comparison.
Side 418 - Wherever there is a province of that benevolent and all-accessible empire, whether on earth or elsewhere, such are the gentle spirits that must inhabit it. To such simplicity, or the resemblance of it, must they come. Such must be the ready confidence of their hearts, and creativeness of their fancy. And so ignorant must they be of the " knowledge of good and evil...