The works of professor Wilson, ed. by prof. Ferrier, Volume 31855 |
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... delight ever possessed my heart and my imagination , than of old entranced me in solitude , when among the braes , and the moors , and the woods , I followed the verdant footsteps of the Spring , uncom- panioned but by my own shadow ...
... delight ever possessed my heart and my imagination , than of old entranced me in solitude , when among the braes , and the moors , and the woods , I followed the verdant footsteps of the Spring , uncom- panioned but by my own shadow ...
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... delight . But carry on the representation of the trials of virtue to the last extremity defeated or triumphant , failing or victorious . -and then the moral mind - the conscience - will not be satis- fied with the beautiful - nay , will ...
... delight . But carry on the representation of the trials of virtue to the last extremity defeated or triumphant , failing or victorious . -and then the moral mind - the conscience - will not be satis- fied with the beautiful - nay , will ...
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... delight , and pity , and admiration , —these all blend with our moral judgments and emotions — and the picture of the entire state of mind , if naturally and truly drawn , may be , nay , ought to be , bright with the lights of poetry ...
... delight , and pity , and admiration , —these all blend with our moral judgments and emotions — and the picture of the entire state of mind , if naturally and truly drawn , may be , nay , ought to be , bright with the lights of poetry ...
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... Delight in the works of God , from which the energy of Genius springs - and one , Pride in its own powers , from which springs the energy of Ambition . Shepherd . In ma opinion , baith thae twa sources o ' energy are in a ' minds ...
... Delight in the works of God , from which the energy of Genius springs - and one , Pride in its own powers , from which springs the energy of Ambition . Shepherd . In ma opinion , baith thae twa sources o ' energy are in a ' minds ...
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... delight in good , in natural and moral beauty , be the stronger principle , then all the energy that springs from the consciousness of strength and skill , and from the pleasure of activity , falls into subser- vience to the nobler ...
... delight in good , in natural and moral beauty , be the stronger principle , then all the energy that springs from the consciousness of strength and skill , and from the pleasure of activity , falls into subser- vience to the nobler ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
admirable afore aften aiblins alang amang Ambrose aneuch anither auld baith beautifu beauty Blackwood Blackwood's Magazine bonny broon Byron byuck canna character Christopher North cretur Croker dear James delight Demonology dinna doun eemage English Opium-Eater eyes Fal de ral fear feeling frae freen Galt Galt's Gander Gander of Glasgow genius gien Glasgow Goose gude guse haill hauns hear heart heaven himsel human imagination intellect intil ither John Watson Gordon lassie Lord Byron mair maist maun micht mind Mister mony Moore Moore's Muir naething nature never Noctes North ower PICARDY poet poetry puir richt Shepherd Sir Walter Sir Walter Scott Snuggery soul sowl spirit sugh sumph sune thae there's thocht Tickler truth verra warld weel What's words yoursel
Passagens conhecidas
Página 43 - Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own ; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a Mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely Nurse doth all she can To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years...
Página 226 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray 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...
Página 246 - What makes the youth sae bashfu' and sae grave; Weel-pleas'd to think her bairn's respected like the lave. O happy love ! where love like this is found : O heart-felt raptures ! bliss beyond compare ! I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare — ' If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare — One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms, breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that...
Página 246 - The mother, wi' a woman's wiles, can spy What makes the youth sae bashfu' an' sae grave; Weel pleas'd to think her bairn's respected like the lave, IX 0 happy love! where love like this is found; O heart-felt raptures! bliss beyond compare! I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare, "If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, T is when a youthful, loving, modest pair In other's arms breathe out the tender tale Beneath...
Página 356 - WHAT needs my Shakespeare, for his honour'd bones, The labour of an age in piled stones? Or that his hallow'd relics should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name? Thou, in our wonder and astonishment, Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
Página 52 - 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 pleased: now...
Página 264 - Doomed for a certain term to walk the night; And, for the day, confined to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes, done in my days of nature, Are burnt and purged away.
Página 296 - A stranger yet to pain ? I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Página 51 - Dispel this cloud, the light of heaven restore, Give me TO SEE, — and Ajax asks no more.
Página 104 - ... that I scarce see what passes under my nose, and hear nothing that is said about me. To follow poetry as one ought, one must forget father and mother, and cleave to it alone.