Modern Idols: Studies in Biography and CriticismLippincott, 1886 - 179 страница |
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... thousand years , only he is keener , quicker , more subtle than they . He is not another Shakespeare ; that is impossible . But Shake- speare's Hamlet , no longer fat and scant of breath , and no longer seeking mad revenge by poisoned ...
... thousand years , only he is keener , quicker , more subtle than they . He is not another Shakespeare ; that is impossible . But Shake- speare's Hamlet , no longer fat and scant of breath , and no longer seeking mad revenge by poisoned ...
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... thousand voices that still come to us from those lips which are now too cold for praise . There is something about " Donald , " the second poem in " Jocoseria , " that reminds one of Tenny- son's " Locksley Hall . " The poems are in no ...
... thousand voices that still come to us from those lips which are now too cold for praise . There is something about " Donald , " the second poem in " Jocoseria , " that reminds one of Tenny- son's " Locksley Hall . " The poems are in no ...
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... thousand cloudless , blue and crimson sun- sets breaking into one . And if the modern swarm of dudes and infidels and many - voiced secular smart people who think the world was made for them and will end with them would learn a little ...
... thousand cloudless , blue and crimson sun- sets breaking into one . And if the modern swarm of dudes and infidels and many - voiced secular smart people who think the world was made for them and will end with them would learn a little ...
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... thousand francs . That sort of talent was never yet born in this world without getting more in the shape of presents than in wages . It is the only way the world can pay genius , viz . , by tokens of affection . There is really no ...
... thousand francs . That sort of talent was never yet born in this world without getting more in the shape of presents than in wages . It is the only way the world can pay genius , viz . , by tokens of affection . There is really no ...
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... thousands thou hast left in night , That I am here afore thy sight , For gifts an ' grace , A burnin ' an ' a shinin ' light To a ' this place . " * * * * * . * * * " How monie hearts this day converts , O ' sinners and o ' lasses ...
... thousands thou hast left in night , That I am here afore thy sight , For gifts an ' grace , A burnin ' an ' a shinin ' light To a ' this place . " * * * * * . * * * " How monie hearts this day converts , O ' sinners and o ' lasses ...
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Adam Bede admiration Aurore beautiful began birth bonnie born Browning's Burns's called cant Carlyle's church Clarinda criticism culture dear death divine Donald dream Edinburgh edition Emerson England English eternal eyes fact father fire French Revolution friends Froude genius George Eliot George Lewes George Sand Harriet Martineau heart heaven human hundred pounds husband incarnate inspiration intellect Irving Jane Welsh Jean Armour Jocoseria Lady Ashburton later letters light live married Mary Ann Evans Matthew Arnold mind Miss Thomas modern mother nature never Norse novel Ole Bull Paracelsus passion perhaps period play poems poet poetry Pornic praise red violin Robert Browning Robert Burns Sartor Scotch sense sing social song soul spirit Sterling story thee things Thomas Carlyle thou thought took touched truth utter verses violin volumes wife woman women writing Written in review
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Страница 95 - OF a' the airts the wind can blaw, I dearly like the west, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi
Страница 46 - Then, welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand, but go! Be our joys three parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
Страница 46 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Страница 45 - My own hope is, a sun will pierce The thickest cloud earth ever stretched ; That, after Last, returns the First, Though a wide compass round be fetched ; That what began best, can't end worst, Nor what God blessed once, prove accurst.
Страница 65 - What is title? What is treasure? What is reputation's care ? If we lead a life of pleasure 'Tis no matter how or where...
Страница 31 - If I stoop Into a dark tremendous sea of cloud, It is but for a time; I press God's lamp Close to my breast — its splendour, soon or late, Will pierce the gloom : I shall emerge one day ! You understand me ? I have said enough ? Fest.
Страница 143 - ... a creature full of eager, passionate longings for all that was beautiful and glad; thirsty for all knowledge; with an ear straining after dreamy music that died away and would not come near to her; with a blind, unconscious yearning for something that would link together the wonderful impressions of this mysterious life, and give her soul a sense of home in it.
Страница 73 - PRAYER 0 thou, wha in the Heavens dost dwell, Wha, as it pleases best thysel', Sends ane to heaven and ten to hell, A' for thy glory, And no for ony guid or ill They've done afore thee!
Страница 35 - NEVER THE TIME AND THE PLACE NEVER the time and the place And the loved one all together! This path — how soft to pace ! This May — what magic weather! Where is the loved one's face? In a dream that loved one's face meets mine, But the house is narrow, the place is bleak Where, outside, rain and wind combine With a furtive ear, if I strive to speak, With a hostile eye at my flushing cheek, 10 With a malice that marks each word, each sign!
Страница 105 - Thou's met me in an evil hour ; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem : To spare thee now is past my power, Thou bonnie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie lark, companion meet, Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet ! Wi' speckled breast, When upward-springing, blithe, to greet The purpling east.