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... clouds ; you will then have a more just notion of the spectacle of the universe . Is it not wondrous , that while you are admiring the sun plunging beneath the vault of the west , another observer is beholding him as he quits the region ...
... clouds ; you will then have a more just notion of the spectacle of the universe . Is it not wondrous , that while you are admiring the sun plunging beneath the vault of the west , another observer is beholding him as he quits the region ...
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... clouds , And sails upon the bosom of the air . ” 66 O blessed , blessed night ! I am afear'd , Being in night , all this is but a dream Too flattering - sweet to be substantial . " With very long slides , ' and ' loud force , ' and ...
... clouds , And sails upon the bosom of the air . ” 66 O blessed , blessed night ! I am afear'd , Being in night , all this is but a dream Too flattering - sweet to be substantial . " With very long slides , ' and ' loud force , ' and ...
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... , Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art . " Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest ; Like a cloud of fire , The blue deep thou wingest , And singing still dost INTRODUCTORY TREATISE . lxiii.
... , Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art . " Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest ; Like a cloud of fire , The blue deep thou wingest , And singing still dost INTRODUCTORY TREATISE . lxiii.
Page lxiv
... clouds are brightening , Thou dost float and run , Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun . " All the earth and air With thy voice is loud , As , when night is bare , From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams , and ...
... clouds are brightening , Thou dost float and run , Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun . " All the earth and air With thy voice is loud , As , when night is bare , From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams , and ...
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... clouds of tobacco smoke instead of idle speeches ; or Van- Bummel , the schoolmaster , doling forth the contents of an ancient newspaper . In place of these , a lean , bilious look- 5 ing fellow , with his pockets full of handbills ...
... clouds of tobacco smoke instead of idle speeches ; or Van- Bummel , the schoolmaster , doling forth the contents of an ancient newspaper . In place of these , a lean , bilious look- 5 ing fellow , with his pockets full of handbills ...
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Page 239 - NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Page lxiv - What thou art, we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Page 380 - Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door — Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as
Page 364 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld thou rollest now.
Page 229 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Page 248 - When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder, and grow sick at heart — Go forth, under the open sky, and list To nature's teachings, while from all around — Earth and her waters, and the depths of air — Comes a still voice...
Page 378 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Page xli - All this? ay, more: Fret till your proud heart break; Go, show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge? Must I observe you? Must I stand and crouch Under your testy humour? By the gods, You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Though it do split you; for, from this day forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, When you are waspish.
Page 406 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn. Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Page 418 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world: now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence. O masters, if I were disposed to stir Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, 1 should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong, Who, you all know, are honorable men. I will not do them wrong; I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself, and you, Than I will wrong such honorable men.