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... wandering thoughts , and inspire sensations of deep reverence and awe . But let us suppose the enthusiast returning to gaze upon the statue , which has been through years of wan- dering little less than an idol to his enraptured fancy ...
... wandering thoughts , and inspire sensations of deep reverence and awe . But let us suppose the enthusiast returning to gaze upon the statue , which has been through years of wan- dering little less than an idol to his enraptured fancy ...
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... their fury the old grey ruin hung over with fes- toons of ivy , while around its broken turrets a garland of wild plants is growing , from seeds ― - which the wandering winds have scattered . We behold c 2 POETICAL SUBJECTS . 27.
... their fury the old grey ruin hung over with fes- toons of ivy , while around its broken turrets a garland of wild plants is growing , from seeds ― - which the wandering winds have scattered . We behold c 2 POETICAL SUBJECTS . 27.
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Sarah Stickney Ellis. - which the wandering winds have scattered . We behold the imperishable materials of the natural world collected together , shaped out and formed by the art of man into that beau- tiful and majestic edifice : but ...
Sarah Stickney Ellis. - which the wandering winds have scattered . We behold the imperishable materials of the natural world collected together , shaped out and formed by the art of man into that beau- tiful and majestic edifice : but ...
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... wander- ing messengers of the deep that bear tidings from shore to shore , their swelling sails now glancing white in the sunbeams , now darkened by the passing cloud . Musing on such a scene , we forget our own identity - our own ...
... wander- ing messengers of the deep that bear tidings from shore to shore , their swelling sails now glancing white in the sunbeams , now darkened by the passing cloud . Musing on such a scene , we forget our own identity - our own ...
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... hap- piness to climb ; -the sombre woods that skirt the horizon - the valley , misty and indistinct . below - the wandering river , whose glancing waters are here and there touched as they gleam out 48 THE POETRY OF LIFE .
... hap- piness to climb ; -the sombre woods that skirt the horizon - the valley , misty and indistinct . below - the wandering river , whose glancing waters are here and there touched as they gleam out 48 THE POETRY OF LIFE .
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Page 127 - not in the streets of Askclon ; lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph. Ye mountains of Gilboa, let there be no dew, neither let there be rain, upon you, nor fields of offerings : for there the shield of the mighty is vilely cast away, the shield of Saul,
Page 234 - The other shape. '•If shape it might be called, that shape had none " Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb ; " Or substance might be called that shadow seem'd. " For each seemed either; black it stood as night, " Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, '• And shook a dreadful dart; what
Page 221 - The noontide sun, call forth the mutinous winds, " And 'twixt the green sea, and the azur'd vault " Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder " Have I given fire, and rifled Jove's stout oak " With his own bolt; the strong-bas'd promontory " Have I made shake ; and by the spurs pluck'd
Page 221 - Some heavenly music, (which even now 1 do.) " To work mine end upon their senses, that " This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, " Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, " And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, " I'll drown my book.
Page 122 - had of David's superiority, and the strong feeling ever present to his mind, that he should one day be compelled to resign the reins of government into his hands. And he said to David, Thou art more righteous than I: for thou hast rewarded me good, whereas I have rewarded thce evil. And
Page 137 - She put her hand to the nail, and her right hand to the workman's hammer: and with the hammer she smote Sisera; she smote off his head, when she had pierced and stricken through his temples. At her feet he bowed, he fell, he lay down : nt her feet he bowed, he fell; where he bowed, there
Page 127 - in scarlet, with other delights, who put on ornaments of gold upon your apparel. How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle! O Jonathan, thou wast slain in thine high places. I am distressed for thee, my brother Jonathan: very
Page 138 - through the lattice, Why is his chariot so long in coming: why tarry the wheels of his chariots ? Her wise ladies answered her, yea, she returned answer to herself: Have they not sped ? have they not divided the
Page 237 - Henceforth I learn, that to obey is best, " And love with fear the only God ; to walk " As in his presence ; ever to observe " His providence ; and on him sole depend, " Merciful over all his works, with good " Still overcoming evil, and by small
Page 127 - though he had not been anointed with oil. From the blood of the slain, from the fat of the mighty, the bow of Jonathan turned not back, and the sword of Saul returned not empty. Saul and Jonathan were lovely and pleasant in their lives, and in death they were not divided : they were swifter than eagles, they were stronger than lions. Ye daughters of