The Poetry of Life, Volume 1Carey, Lea, and Blanchard, 1835 |
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... woods are vocal with melody , and the air is peopled with myriads of ephemeral beings whose busy wings are dipped in gold , or bathed in azure , or light and fragile as the gossamer , yet ever bearing them on through a region of de ...
... woods are vocal with melody , and the air is peopled with myriads of ephemeral beings whose busy wings are dipped in gold , or bathed in azure , or light and fragile as the gossamer , yet ever bearing them on through a region of de ...
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... wood , beneath the overshadowing oak , around which the chil- dren of many generations have gambolled , while the wreathing smoke coils up amongst the dark green foliage , and the grey thatch is contrasted with golden moss and ...
... wood , beneath the overshadowing oak , around which the chil- dren of many generations have gambolled , while the wreathing smoke coils up amongst the dark green foliage , and the grey thatch is contrasted with golden moss and ...
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Sarah Stickney Ellis. is most harmonious in the quickly changing and diversified beauties of wood and water- hill and valley - sombre shade , and glowing sun - shine - deep solitudes , and resplendent heavens . There is poetry in the hum ...
Sarah Stickney Ellis. is most harmonious in the quickly changing and diversified beauties of wood and water- hill and valley - sombre shade , and glowing sun - shine - deep solitudes , and resplendent heavens . There is poetry in the hum ...
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... woods , and streams are seen again re- flected in the glassy mirror of the unruffled water - unruffled , save by the rapid gliding of the light canoe , that darts among the coral rocks , and then lies moored in still water beneath some ...
... woods , and streams are seen again re- flected in the glassy mirror of the unruffled water - unruffled , save by the rapid gliding of the light canoe , that darts among the coral rocks , and then lies moored in still water beneath some ...
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... of 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 .
... of 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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admiration affections amongst animal artist asso associations beauty behold beneath birds bosom boughs brow burlesque capable character charm choly colour dark deep delight earth enjoyment evanescent excitement exquisite familiar fancy flowers gale gaze genius gratification hand happiness harmony heart heaven human ideas imagination impressions intel intellectual Irish labour language less light listen living look Lord Byron lyre mankind marble beauties melan melancholy melody mind minstrel misanthropy moon mountain mysterious nature neral night object ocean painter painting passions pathos peculiar perfect perhaps perpetual picture pleasure poet poet's poetic feeling poetry present principle racter refined repose rience rook SARAH STICKNEY scarcely scene sensations shadow shore silent smile solemn soul sound spirit spring stream striking sublime sweet symbo taste tempest tenderness things thou thought tion touching trees voice wandering waves weary weeping willow wild wind wings woods words
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Página 307 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Página 302 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Página 319 - Nor second he that rode sublime Upon the seraph-wings of Ecstasy, The secrets of th' abyss to spy. He passed the flaming bounds of Place and Time: The living throne, the sapphire blaze, Where angels tremble while they gaze, He saw; but, blasted with excess of light, Closed his eyes in endless night.
Página 335 - men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men! 9 For he satisfieth the longing soul, and filleth the hungry soul with goodness.
Página 330 - And he will be a wild man ; his hand will be against every man, and every man's hand against him ; and he shall dwell in the presence of all his brethren.
Página 163 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...
Página 331 - He made darkness his secret place ; his pavilion round about him were dark waters and thick clouds of the skies.
Página 306 - How beautiful is night ! A dewy freshness fills the silent air, No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven : In full-orbed glory yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark blue depths.
Página 146 - Now came still evening on, and twilight grey Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung , Silence was...