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... spirit that we owe the suggestion , that it is mind alone that is beautiful ; and that , in perceiving beauty , it only contemplates the shadow of its own affections ; a doctrine which , however mystically unfolded in his writings , or ...
... spirit that we owe the suggestion , that it is mind alone that is beautiful ; and that , in perceiving beauty , it only contemplates the shadow of its own affections ; a doctrine which , however mystically unfolded in his writings , or ...
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... spirit of true philosophy into the history of literature * I reprint this paper as containing a more com- prehensive view of the progress of Literature , es- pecially in the ancient world , than any other from which I could make the ...
... spirit of true philosophy into the history of literature * I reprint this paper as containing a more com- prehensive view of the progress of Literature , es- pecially in the ancient world , than any other from which I could make the ...
Side 54
... spirit and sagacity . " L'affectation est de tous les défauts des carac- tères et des écrits , celui qui tarit de la manière la plus irréparable la source de tout bien ; car elle blase sur la vérité même , dont elle imite l'accent ...
... spirit and sagacity . " L'affectation est de tous les défauts des carac- tères et des écrits , celui qui tarit de la manière la plus irréparable la source de tout bien ; car elle blase sur la vérité même , dont elle imite l'accent ...
Side 56
... spirit and sagacity . ' L'affectation est de tous les défauts des carac tères et des écrits , celui qui tarit de la manière la plus irréparable la source de tout bien ; car elle blase sur la vérité même , dont elle imite l'accent . Dans ...
... spirit and sagacity . ' L'affectation est de tous les défauts des carac tères et des écrits , celui qui tarit de la manière la plus irréparable la source de tout bien ; car elle blase sur la vérité même , dont elle imite l'accent . Dans ...
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... spirit , indeed , of love or of honour in any sions , his unlimited command of established part of them ; but an unvaried and harassing phrases , both solemn and familiar , and the display of insolence and animosity in the unrivalled ...
... spirit , indeed , of love or of honour in any sions , his unlimited command of established part of them ; but an unvaried and harassing phrases , both solemn and familiar , and the display of insolence and animosity in the unrivalled ...
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Side 310 - O ! let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin...
Side 412 - Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes, whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind...
Side 330 - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful ! I linger yet with nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man ; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learned the language of another world.
Side 411 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret...
Side 435 - This makes the madmen who have made men mad By their contagion ; Conquerors and Kings, Founders of sects and systems, to whom add Sophists, Bards, Statesmen, all unquiet things Which stir too strongly the soul's secret springs...
Side 411 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
Side 435 - Clarens ! sweet Clarens, birthplace of deep Love ! Thine air is the young breath of passionate thought ; Thy trees take root in Love ; the snows above The very Glaciers have his colours caught, And sun-set into rose-hues sees them wrought By rays which sleep there lovingly...
Side 435 - But quiet to quick bosoms is a hell, And there hath been thy bane ; there is a fire And motion of the soul which will not dwell In its own narrow being, but aspire Beyond the fitting medium of desire ; And, but once kindled, quenchless evermore, Preys upon high adventure, nor can tire Of aught but rest ; a fever at the core, Fatal to him who bears, to all who ever bore.
Side 328 - How glorious in its action and itself ! But we, who name ourselves its sovereigns, we, Half dust, half deity, alike unfit To sink or soar, with our mix'd essence make A conflict of its elements, and breathe The breath of degradation and of pride, Contending with low wants and lofty will, Till our mortality predominates, And men are — what they name not to themselves, And trust not to each other.
Side 436 - And this is in the night: — Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee!