Critical and Miscellaneous Writings of T. Noon TalfourdCarey and Hart, 1842 - 354 páginas |
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... nature , and nature's God . There is nearly the same situation in Philoctetes , that sweetest of the Greek tragedies ; but there we only see the poor exile as he is about to leave his sad abode , to which he has become attached , even ...
... nature , and nature's God . There is nearly the same situation in Philoctetes , that sweetest of the Greek tragedies ; but there we only see the poor exile as he is about to leave his sad abode , to which he has become attached , even ...
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... nature ; but all done with such earnestness , that the sense of its reality never quits us . Nothing , however , can be more harsh and unpleasing than the impression which it leaves . It does injustice both to religion and the world ...
... nature ; but all done with such earnestness , that the sense of its reality never quits us . Nothing , however , can be more harsh and unpleasing than the impression which it leaves . It does injustice both to religion and the world ...
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... natural scenery our author is wholly without a rival , unless Sir Walter Scott will dispute the pre - eminence with him ; and , even then , we think the novelist would be found to surpass the bard . The free grace of nature has , of ...
... natural scenery our author is wholly without a rival , unless Sir Walter Scott will dispute the pre - eminence with him ; and , even then , we think the novelist would be found to surpass the bard . The free grace of nature has , of ...
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... nature the better while we in- dulge it . Whose heart does not claim kindred with Baillie Nichol Jarvie , while the Glasgow weaver without losing one of his nice peculiarities , kindles into honest warmth with his ledger in hand , and ...
... nature the better while we in- dulge it . Whose heart does not claim kindred with Baillie Nichol Jarvie , while the Glasgow weaver without losing one of his nice peculiarities , kindles into honest warmth with his ledger in hand , and ...
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... nature seems to have been a kindly instructor , nurturing high thoughts within them , and well supplying to them all the lack of written wisdom . The wild sublimity of Meg Merrilies is derived from her long converse with the glories of ...
... nature seems to have been a kindly instructor , nurturing high thoughts within them , and well supplying to them all the lack of written wisdom . The wild sublimity of Meg Merrilies is derived from her long converse with the glories of ...
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Página 121 - 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.
Página 118 - What then I was. 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.
Página 122 - 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.
Página 121 - I love the Brooks which down their channels fret, Even more than when I tripped lightly as they; The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet; 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.
Página 120 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised...
Página 118 - For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth ; but hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, Not harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue. And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thoughts ; a sense sublime Of something far more deeply interfused, Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns, And the round ocean and the living air, And the blue sky, and in the mind of man...
Página 182 - 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.
Página 79 - Still roll ; where all the aspects of misery Predominate; whose strong effects are such As he must bear, being powerless to redress; And that unless above himself he can Erect himself, how poor a thing is man...
Página 104 - The appearance, instantaneously disclosed, Was of a mighty city, boldly say A wilderness of building, sinking far And self-withdrawn into a boundless depth, Far sinking into splendour — without end! Fabric it seemed of diamond and of gold, With alabaster domes, and silver spires, And blazing terrace upon terrace, high Uplifted; here, serene pavilions bright...
Página 121 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing...