Critical and Miscellaneous WritingsCarey and Hart, 1848 - Всего страниц: 176 |
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... TRAGEDY MACKENZIE THE AUTHOR OF WAVERLEY GODWIN New Monthly Magazine . 11 15 18 21 Retrospective Review . COLLEY CIBBER'S APOLOGY FOR HIS LIFE Retrospective Review . JOHN DENNIS'S WORKS Retrospective Review . MODERN PERIODICAL ...
... TRAGEDY MACKENZIE THE AUTHOR OF WAVERLEY GODWIN New Monthly Magazine . 11 15 18 21 Retrospective Review . COLLEY CIBBER'S APOLOGY FOR HIS LIFE Retrospective Review . JOHN DENNIS'S WORKS Retrospective Review . MODERN PERIODICAL ...
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... TRAGEDY 15 18 21 • · • New Monthly Magazine . • Retrospective Review . COLLEY CIBBER'S APOLOGY FOR HIS LIFE Retrospective Review . JOHN DENNIS'S WORKS Retrospective Review . MODERN PERIODICAL LITERATURE New Monthly Magazine . ON THE ...
... TRAGEDY 15 18 21 • · • New Monthly Magazine . • Retrospective Review . COLLEY CIBBER'S APOLOGY FOR HIS LIFE Retrospective Review . JOHN DENNIS'S WORKS Retrospective Review . MODERN PERIODICAL LITERATURE New Monthly Magazine . ON THE ...
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... tragedies ; but there we only see the poor exile as he is about to leave his sad abode , to which he has become at- tached , even with a child - like cleaving . In Robinson Crusoe , life is stripped of all its social joys , yet we feel ...
... tragedies ; but there we only see the poor exile as he is about to leave his sad abode , to which he has become at- tached , even with a child - like cleaving . In Robinson Crusoe , life is stripped of all its social joys , yet we feel ...
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... tragedy . The genial spirit of the author's The present age has produced a singular faith leads him to exult especially in the re - number of authors of delightful prose fiction , pentance of the wicked . No human writer on whom we ...
... tragedy . The genial spirit of the author's The present age has produced a singular faith leads him to exult especially in the re - number of authors of delightful prose fiction , pentance of the wicked . No human writer on whom we ...
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... tragedy , which makes life and death meet together , which exhibits humanity strip- ped of its accidents in all its depth and height , which impresses us at once with the victory of death , and of the eternity of those energies which it ...
... tragedy , which makes life and death meet together , which exhibits humanity strip- ped of its accidents in all its depth and height , which impresses us at once with the victory of death , and of the eternity of those energies which it ...
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Стр. 52 - 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.
Стр. 50 - 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.
Стр. 51 - Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Стр. 52 - 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.
Стр. 51 - 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...
Стр. 50 - 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, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Стр. 150 - Of depth immeasurable: anon they move In perfect phalanx to the Dorian mood Of flutes and soft recorders...
Стр. 53 - No — man is dear to man ; the poorest poor Long for some moments in a weary life When they can know and feel that they have been, Themselves, the fathers and the dealers out Of some small blessings ; have been kind to such As needed kindness; for this single cause, That we have all of us one human heart...
Стр. 74 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and watery depths; all these have vanished; They live no longer in the faith of reason.
Стр. 54 - There shall endure, — existence unexposed To the blind walk of mortal accident ; From diminution safe and weakening age ; While man grows old, and dwindles, and decays ; And countless generations of mankind Depart; and leave no vestige where they trod.