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... soon withdrew . ' Now call The harper in , to cheer My passing spirit with the strain Most welcome to my ear ! ' The hoary minstrel brought his lyre , To notes of battle strung , And fingering its chords of fire , In stormy concert ...
... soon withdrew . ' Now call The harper in , to cheer My passing spirit with the strain Most welcome to my ear ! ' The hoary minstrel brought his lyre , To notes of battle strung , And fingering its chords of fire , In stormy concert ...
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... Soon , however , I became aware that something prevented my being perfectly happy . I felt as one who , in the midst of a delight- ful dream , is assailed by a bed - bug - made conscious , merely , that there is some draw - back to his ...
... Soon , however , I became aware that something prevented my being perfectly happy . I felt as one who , in the midst of a delight- ful dream , is assailed by a bed - bug - made conscious , merely , that there is some draw - back to his ...
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... soon expect to catch Wolf tripping in Homer , as to find any such suppositions correct . I can easily account for my discouraging dream . I had been laboring the whole day upon a passage , of which the original was not indeed ...
... soon expect to catch Wolf tripping in Homer , as to find any such suppositions correct . I can easily account for my discouraging dream . I had been laboring the whole day upon a passage , of which the original was not indeed ...
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... soon came upon a passage which was obscure . I resorted to the Notes . Here I found six different readings proposed , and long comments on each . I read all the remarks of ny commentators , which occupied me an hour . The conclusion to ...
... soon came upon a passage which was obscure . I resorted to the Notes . Here I found six different readings proposed , and long comments on each . I read all the remarks of ny commentators , which occupied me an hour . The conclusion to ...
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... soon became no novelty , and I began to be quite sick of being so very good . Every thing was too smooth . I always loved contrast ; and here are some verses that I wrote , the first week I spent in the country : 1837. ] City and ...
... soon became no novelty , and I began to be quite sick of being so very good . Every thing was too smooth . I always loved contrast ; and here are some verses that I wrote , the first week I spent in the country : 1837. ] City and ...
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Page 383 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Page 152 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men. A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell ; But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell...
Page 333 - Above me are the Alps, The palaces of Nature, whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds their snowy scalps, And throned Eternity in icy halls Of cold sublimity, where forms and falls The avalanche — the thunderbolt of snow ! All that expands the spirit, yet appals, Gather around these summits, as to show How Earth may pierce to Heaven, yet leave vain man below.
Page 86 - I forty stripes save one; thrice was I beaten with rods; once was I stoned; thrice I suffered shipwreck; a night and a day I have been in the deep; in journeying often; in perils of waters; in perils of robbers; in perils by mine own countrymen; in perils by the heathen; in perils in the city; in perils in the wilderness; in perils in the sea; in perils among false brethren...
Page 87 - And when he had thus spoken, he kneeled down, and prayed with them all. And they all wept sore, and fell on Paul's neck, and kissed him, sorrowing most of all for the words which he spake, that they should see his face no more.
Page 495 - In all places, then, and in all seasons, Flowers expand their light and soul-like wings, Teaching us, by most persuasive reasons, How akin they are to human things.
Page 335 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God...
Page 88 - For unto every one that hath shall be given, and he shall have abundance: but from him that hath not shall be taken away even that which he hath. And cast ye the unprofitable servant into outer darkness : there shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth.
Page 334 - Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
Page 331 - And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!