The Works of Professor Wilson of the University of Edinburgh: Recreations of Christopher NorthW. Blackwood, 1857 |
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... happy as the season . What although some sad and solemn thoughts come suddenly across us , the day is not at nightfall felt to have been the less delight- ful , because shadows now and then bedimmed it , and moments almost mournful , of ...
... happy as the season . What although some sad and solemn thoughts come suddenly across us , the day is not at nightfall felt to have been the less delight- ful , because shadows now and then bedimmed it , and moments almost mournful , of ...
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... happy as ever bees were on Hybla itself ; and gone now though be the age of gold , happy as Arcadians were we , nor wanted our festal - day or pipe or song ; for to the breath of Harry Wilton , the young English boy , the flute gave ...
... happy as ever bees were on Hybla itself ; and gone now though be the age of gold , happy as Arcadians were we , nor wanted our festal - day or pipe or song ; for to the breath of Harry Wilton , the young English boy , the flute gave ...
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... happy father and mother knew , that in all common things — that is , in all the duties of an humble and innocent life , their Mary was by nature excellent as in the melodies and harmonies of song - and that while her voice in the ...
... happy father and mother knew , that in all common things — that is , in all the duties of an humble and innocent life , their Mary was by nature excellent as in the melodies and harmonies of song - and that while her voice in the ...
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... by pure and pious thought . Never were they so happy indeed as they had once been - nor was their happiness of the same kind . Oh ! different far in resig- nation that often wept when it did not repine - 8 RECREATIONS OF CHRISTOPHER NORTH .
... by pure and pious thought . Never were they so happy indeed as they had once been - nor was their happiness of the same kind . Oh ! different far in resig- nation that often wept when it did not repine - 8 RECREATIONS OF CHRISTOPHER NORTH .
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... happy deaths are recorded on humble tombstones ; and there is one on which this inscription may be read- " HERE LIE THE BODIES OF ADAM MORRISON AND OF HELEN ARMOUR HIS SPOUSE . THEY DIED ON THE 1ST OF MAY 17— . HERE ALSO LIES THE BODY ...
... happy deaths are recorded on humble tombstones ; and there is one on which this inscription may be read- " HERE LIE THE BODIES OF ADAM MORRISON AND OF HELEN ARMOUR HIS SPOUSE . THEY DIED ON THE 1ST OF MAY 17— . HERE ALSO LIES THE BODY ...
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Adam Morrison Ambleside Atherstone beauty behold beneath bird blessing bosom braes breathed bright character Christian Christopher North cliffs clouds creatures dead death delight divine Dr Johnson dream eagle earth eyes face fear feel feet felt flowers forest gaze genius glen gloom Golden Eagle green hand happy hear heard heart heaven Highlands hills holy hour human imagination inspired lake light live Loch Loch Ericht Loch Etive Loch Lochy Loch Lomond look mind Moray Place mountains Musidora nature never night Octavo once ourselves passion perhaps perish poem poet poetry religion rocks round sacred Scotland season seems seen shadow silent sing sitting sleep smile snow Snowy Owl song soul spirit spring stars stream sublime sunshine sweet sylvan tears thee thou thought thousand trees voice walk weather whole Windermere wings woods words Wordsworth young
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Página 81 - These are they which were not defiled with women; for they are virgins; these are they which follow the Lamb whithersoever he goeth. These were redeemed from among men, being the first-fruits unto God and to the Lamb.
Página 273 - THESE, as they change, ALMIGHTY FATHER, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of THEE. Forth in the pleasing Spring THY beauty walks, THY tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart is joy. Then comes THY glory in the Summer months...
Página 80 - Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, Yet will I fear none ill ; For thou art with me ; and thy rod And staff me comfort still.
Página 54 - In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call Earth, and, with low-thoughted care.
Página 101 - Full fain it would delay me! My dear babe, Who, capable of no articulate sound, Mars all things with his imitative lisp, How he would place his hand beside his ear, His little hand, the small forefinger up, And bid us listen!
Página 293 - Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Página 242 - Child of the Sun, refulgent SUMMER comes, In pride of youth, and felt through nature's depth. He comes attended by the sultry hours, And ever-fanning breezes, on his way ; While, from his ardent look, the turning Spring Averts her blushful face ; and earth, and skies, All-smiling, to his hot dominion leaves.
Página 43 - The essence of poetry is invention ; such invention as, by producing something unexpected, surprises and delights. The topics of devotion are few, and being few are universally known ; but few as they are, they can be made no more ; they can receive no grace from novelty of sentiment, and very little from novelty of expression.
Página 277 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry.
Página 306 - The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast : Theirs buxom health, of rosy hue ; Wild wit, invention ever new, And lively cheer of vigour born ; The thoughtless day, the easy night, The spirits pure, the slumbers light, That fly th