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... beauty , of which otherwise they might ever he has no personal interest , he can achieve have lived unconscious . Pity for fictitious suf- nothing generous or noble . This lesson is in ferings is , indeed , very inferior to that sympa ...
... beauty , of which otherwise they might ever he has no personal interest , he can achieve have lived unconscious . Pity for fictitious suf- nothing generous or noble . This lesson is in ferings is , indeed , very inferior to that sympa ...
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... beauty alone is above her . Clementina steps statelily show that the home of the soul which feels in her very madness , amidst " the pride , pomp , them , is in a lovelier world . And when man and circumstance " of Italian nobility ...
... beauty alone is above her . Clementina steps statelily show that the home of the soul which feels in her very madness , amidst " the pride , pomp , them , is in a lovelier world . And when man and circumstance " of Italian nobility ...
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... beauty of the good old cause , ' of high thoughts , pure imaginations , and manners unspotted by the world . " 3 De Foe is one of the most extraordinary of English authors . His Robinson Crusoe is deservedly one of the most popular of ...
... beauty of the good old cause , ' of high thoughts , pure imaginations , and manners unspotted by the world . " 3 De Foe is one of the most extraordinary of English authors . His Robinson Crusoe is deservedly one of the most popular of ...
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... beauty , and bring kindred graces from all parts of nature to heighten the images which they reveal . It affects us rather by casting off from the soul those impurities and littlenesses which it con- tracts in the world , than by ...
... beauty , and bring kindred graces from all parts of nature to heighten the images which they reveal . It affects us rather by casting off from the soul those impurities and littlenesses which it con- tracts in the world , than by ...
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... beauty , often do but fantastically play over objects dreary and revolting . All in Mackenzie is calm , gentle , harmonious . No play of mis- timed wit , no flourish of rhetoric , no train of philosophical speculation , for a moment di ...
... beauty , often do but fantastically play over objects dreary and revolting . All in Mackenzie is calm , gentle , harmonious . No play of mis- timed wit , no flourish of rhetoric , no train of philosophical speculation , for a moment di ...
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admiration affections amidst amongst beauty bill breathe cause character Christian church Church of England common court criticism death deep delight divine earth EDINBURGH REVIEW eloquence eternal excitement exhibit faculties faith fame fancy favour fear feel friends genius George Whitfield give glory grace habits happy heart heaven holy honour hope House House of Commons human imagination immortal inspired intellectual interest justice labours learned less living Lord Lord Eldon Lord Stowell Luther mankind ment mighty mind moral nature ness never Nisi Prius noble object once passion Pitt pleasure poet poetry Port-Royal present principles Queen Mab racter regard rendered Richard Baxter sacred scarcely scene seems sense sion slave trade solemn soul spirit statute of Anne strange success sympathy taste things thought tion triumph truth virtue voice Whitfield Wilberforce words Xavier youth
Popular passages
Page 56 - Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind...
Page 56 - 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.
Page 155 - What though the field be lost? All is not lost — the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else not to be overcome That glory never shall his wrath or might Extort from me.
Page 12 - 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, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Page 56 - She shall be sportive as the fawn That wild with glee across the lawn, Or up the mountain springs; And her's shall be the breathing balm, And her's the silence and the calm Of mute insensate things. "The floating clouds their state shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Page 56 - 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.
Page 55 - 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; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence : truths that wake, To perish never...
Page 55 - 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...
Page 156 - But Greece and her foundations are Built below the tide of war, Based on the crystalline sea Of thought and its eternity; Her citizens, imperial spirits, Rule the present from the past, On all this world of men inherits Their seal is set.
Page 50 - There sometimes doth a leaping fish Send through the tarn a lonely cheer; The crags repeat the raven's croak, In symphony austere ; Thither the rainbow comes — the cloud — • And mists that spread the flying shroud ; And sunbeams ; and the sounding blast, That, if it could, would hurry past; But that enormous barrier binds it fast.