The Season: To which is Prefixed the Life of the AuthorJ. & B. Williams, 1836 - 192 páginas |
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... natural endowments ; possessed of every social and domestic virtue ; with an imagination , for vivacity and warmth , scarce inferior to her son's , and which raised her devotional exercises to a pitch bordering on enthusiasm . But ...
... natural endowments ; possessed of every social and domestic virtue ; with an imagination , for vivacity and warmth , scarce inferior to her son's , and which raised her devotional exercises to a pitch bordering on enthusiasm . But ...
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... nature , the want of which , Aristotle and Bossu cannot supply ; nor even the study of the best originals , when the reader's fac- ulties are not tuned in a certain consonance to those of the poet : and this happened to be the case with ...
... nature , the want of which , Aristotle and Bossu cannot supply ; nor even the study of the best originals , when the reader's fac- ulties are not tuned in a certain consonance to those of the poet : and this happened to be the case with ...
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... nature of the exercise required ; but in a style so highly poetical as surprised the whole audience . Mr. Hamilton , as his custom was , complimented the orator upon his performance , and pointed out to the students the most masterly ...
... nature of the exercise required ; but in a style so highly poetical as surprised the whole audience . Mr. Hamilton , as his custom was , complimented the orator upon his performance , and pointed out to the students the most masterly ...
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... absolute despair of ever seeing any thing new and original . These were somewhat mortified to find their notions disturbed by the appearance of a poet , who seemed to owe nothing but to nature and his own genius . 8 THE LIFE OF.
... absolute despair of ever seeing any thing new and original . These were somewhat mortified to find their notions disturbed by the appearance of a poet , who seemed to owe nothing but to nature and his own genius . 8 THE LIFE OF.
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... nature and his own genius . But , in a short time , the applause became unanimous ; every one wondering how so many pictures , and pictures so familiar , should have moved them but faintly to what they felt in his descriptions . His ...
... nature and his own genius . But , in a short time , the applause became unanimous ; every one wondering how so many pictures , and pictures so familiar , should have moved them but faintly to what they felt in his descriptions . His ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
amid art thou beam beauty beneath blast blaze bliss bloom boundless breast breath breeze Castle of Indolence charm clouds dark darting deep delight deluge descends dreadful E'en earth ether exalts fair fair brow faithless fancy fierce flame flocks flood gale genius gentle glebe gloom glowing grace grove happy heart heaven hills JAMES THOMSON Lapland light lustre luxury Lycurgus matchless maze mind mingled mix'd mountains Muse naiads Nature Nature's night o'er passions peace plain poison'd pomp pride rage rapture rills rise rocks roll round rous'd rural scene season shade shake shine shoot smile snow soft song soul spreads Spring storm stream stretch'd swain sweet swelling swift tempest tender thee Thomson thou thought thro thunder toil tragic Muse Typhon vale vex'd virtue walk wander waste wave wide wild winds wing Winter wintry woods youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 191 - As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. Ye that keep watch in heaven, as earth asleep Unconscious lies, effuse your mildest beams, Ye constellations, while your angels strike, • , Amid the spangled sky, the silver lyre. Great source of day! best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On nature write with every beam His praise.
Página 22 - And mid the varied landscape weep. But thou, who own'st that earthy bed, Ah ! what will every dirge avail? Or tears which love and pity shed, That mourn beneath the gliding sail?
Página 57 - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot, To pour the fresh instruction o'er the mind, To breathe th' enlivening spirit, and to fix The generous purpose in the glowing breast.
Página 192 - tis nought to me; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And where he vital breathes, there must be joy.
Página 63 - But yonder comes the powerful King of Day, Rejoicing in the east. The lessening cloud, The kindling azure, and the mountain's brow> Illumed with fluid gold, his near approach Betoken glad.
Página 35 - E'er plough'd for him. They too are temper'd high, With hunger stung and wild necessity, Nor lodges pity in their shaggy breast. But Man, whom Nature form'd of milder clay, With every kind emotion in his heart, And taught alone to weep ; while from her lap She pours ten thousand delicacies, herbs, And fruits, as numerous as the drops of rain Or beams that gave them birth : shall he, fair form ! Who wears sweet smiles, and looks erect on heaven, E'er stoop to mingle with the prowling herd...
Página 187 - Tis come, the glorious morn! the second birth Of heaven and earth! awakening Nature hears The new-creating word, and starts to life, In every heightened form, from pain and death For ever free. The great eternal scheme, Involving all, and in a perfect whole Uniting, as the prospect wider spreads, To reason's eye refin'd clears up apace. Ye vainly wise! ye blind presumptuous! now, Confounded in the dust, adore that Power, And Wisdom oft arraign'd...
Página 49 - And sing th' infusive force of Spring on man; When heaven and earth, as if contending, vie To raise his being, and serene his soul. Can he forbear to join the general smile Of nature? Can fierce passions vex his breast, "While every gale is peace, and every grove Is melody? Hence! from the bounteous walks Of flowing Spring, ye sordid sfos of earth, Hard, and unfeeling of another's woe!
Página 62 - With quickened step, Brown night retires. Young day pours in apace, And opens all the lawny prospect wide. The dripping rock, the mountain's misty top Swell on the sight and brighten with the dawn. Blue through the dusk the smoking currents shine; And from the bladed field the fearful hare Limps awkward; while along the forest glade The wild deer trip, and often turning gaze At early passenger. Music awakes, The native voice of undissembled joy; And thick around the woodland hymns arise.
Página 69 - Through subterranean cells, Where searching sun-beams scarce can find a way, Earth animated heaves. The flowery leaf Wants not its soft inhabitants. Secure, Within its winding citadel, the stone Holds multitudes. But chief the forest boughs, That dance unnumber'd to the playful breeze, The downy orchard, and the melting pulp, Of mellow fruit, the nameless nations feed Of evanescent insects.