The Ruminator: Containing a Series of Moral, Critical, and Sentimental Essays, Volumen 2Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1813 |
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... Thought and Action . Elevated sentiments not to be taxed with want of sincerity , nor as useless , because not always followed by practice . " Mens cujusque is est quisque . " Cic . 66. On the Inadequacy of Cotemporary Envy and Pre ...
... Thought and Action . Elevated sentiments not to be taxed with want of sincerity , nor as useless , because not always followed by practice . " Mens cujusque is est quisque . " Cic . 66. On the Inadequacy of Cotemporary Envy and Pre ...
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... . " Shaksp . 94. On Sensibility . 66 Melancholy's child ! Why dost thou shew to the apt thoughts of men The things that are not ? " VOL . II . b Shaksp . No. 95. Men of high Endowments cannot often raise the CONTENTS . ix.
... . " Shaksp . 94. On Sensibility . 66 Melancholy's child ! Why dost thou shew to the apt thoughts of men The things that are not ? " VOL . II . b Shaksp . No. 95. Men of high Endowments cannot often raise the CONTENTS . ix.
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... thoughts or images are brought forward , which have originated in the mind of the author , they will exhibit a freshness and vigour , that , even though they may be similar to such as have been produced by others , will make them ...
... thoughts or images are brought forward , which have originated in the mind of the author , they will exhibit a freshness and vigour , that , even though they may be similar to such as have been produced by others , will make them ...
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... thoughts , and tender sentiments , when conveyed in congenial language , partake surely as much of the essence of this divine power , as the most brilliant imagery ! I desire no more infallible test of genius , than that ardent manner ...
... thoughts , and tender sentiments , when conveyed in congenial language , partake surely as much of the essence of this divine power , as the most brilliant imagery ! I desire no more infallible test of genius , than that ardent manner ...
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... thoughts to become weakened and distracted ; and are too much inclined to prefer the ease of languid idleness to fame , which must be purchased by un- profitable toils . That noble fire from heaven which prompts us " To scorn delights ...
... thoughts to become weakened and distracted ; and are too much inclined to prefer the ease of languid idleness to fame , which must be purchased by un- profitable toils . That noble fire from heaven which prompts us " To scorn delights ...
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Página 201 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Página 306 - Love had he found in huts where poor Men lie, His daily Teachers had been Woods and Rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills. In him the savage Virtue of the Race, Revenge, and all ferocious thoughts were dead : Nor did he change ; but kept in lofty place The wisdom which adversity had bred. Glad were the Vales, and every cottage hearth ; The Shepherd Lord was honoured more and more: And, ages after he was laid in earth, " The Good Lord Clifford
Página ix - Alas ! regardless of their doom, The little victims play! No sense have they of Ills to come; Nor Care, beyond to-day! Yet see, how all around them wait The Ministers of human fate; And black Misfortune's baleful Train!
Página viii - Meanwhile, whate'er of beautiful, or new, Sublime, or dreadful, in earth, sea, or sky, By chance, or search, was offer'd to his view, He scan'd with curious and romantic eye.
Página 306 - Scot," exclaims the Lance, Bear me to the heart of France, Is the longing of the Shield — Tell thy name, thou trembling Field ; Field of death, where'er thou be, Groan thou with our victory ! Happy day, and mighty hour, When our Shepherd, in his power, Mailed and horsed, with lance and sword, To his Ancestors restored, Like a re-appearing Star, Like a glory from afar, First shall head the Flock of War...
Página 159 - I never framed a wish, or formed a plan, That flattered me with hopes of earthly bliss, But there I laid the scene. There early strayed My fancy, ere yet liberty of choice Had found me, or the hope of being free. My very dreams were rural, rural too...
Página 305 - Now another day is come, Fitter hope, and nobler doom; He hath thrown aside his crook, And hath buried deep his book; Armour rusting in his halls On the blood of Clifford calls: 'Quell the Scot! ' exclaims the Lance; 'Bear me to the heart of France...
Página 218 - Tis not, as heads that never ache suppose, Forgery of fancy and a dream of woes ; Man is a harp whose chords elude the sight, Each yielding harmony, disposed aright, The screws reversed, (a task which if he please God in a moment executes with ease,) Ten thousand thousand strings at once go loose, Lost, till he tune them, all their power and use.
Página 43 - Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tarn maun ride — That hour o...
Página 51 - By him lay heavy Sleep, the cousin of Death, Flat on the ground, and still as any stone, A very corpse, save yielding forth a breath : Small keep took he, whom Fortune frowned on, Or whom she lifted up into the throne Of high renown ; but, as a living death, So, dead alive, of life he drew the breath.