Essays and Reviews, Volume 1Ticknor, Reed, and Fields, 1853 - American literature |
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... passing from the green into the yellow leaf of public favor , and his articles commanded immediate attention , and gave it new life and brilliancy . The estimation in which he was early held is evinced by the remark of Mackintosh , that ...
... passing from the green into the yellow leaf of public favor , and his articles commanded immediate attention , and gave it new life and brilliancy . The estimation in which he was early held is evinced by the remark of Mackintosh , that ...
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... passed away ! In my last hour be Heaven so kind to me ! I ask no more but this , to die like thee ! " ― We cannot resist the desire to make two more extracts from this little collection of domestic pieces . " I see thee still ...
... passed away ! In my last hour be Heaven so kind to me ! I ask no more but this , to die like thee ! " ― We cannot resist the desire to make two more extracts from this little collection of domestic pieces . " I see thee still ...
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... passing tribute . Drake's delicate creation , " The Culprit Fay , " and his stirring lyric on " The American Flag , " deserve commemoration . Hill- house has written much which will not be forgotten . Hadad " is a chaste and beautiful ...
... passing tribute . Drake's delicate creation , " The Culprit Fay , " and his stirring lyric on " The American Flag , " deserve commemoration . Hill- house has written much which will not be forgotten . Hadad " is a chaste and beautiful ...
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... passed not away with his corporeal frame . Homer still sings , Socrates still speaks to us . Greece yet lives in her literature , more real to our minds , nearer to our affections , than many European kingdoms . The true monarchs of a ...
... passed not away with his corporeal frame . Homer still sings , Socrates still speaks to us . Greece yet lives in her literature , more real to our minds , nearer to our affections , than many European kingdoms . The true monarchs of a ...
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... passed for its creations ; but in his zeal he forgets facts , and abandons logic . From his statement , it would seem that no one can imagine what does not exist ; that we are never fooled by fantasy ; and that Hamlet grossly libelled ...
... passed for its creations ; but in his zeal he forgets facts , and abandons logic . From his statement , it would seem that no one can imagine what does not exist ; that we are never fooled by fantasy ; and that Hamlet grossly libelled ...
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Page 346 - In offices of tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port: the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have...
Page 252 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration...
Page 262 - And therefore it was ever thought to have some participation of divineness, because it doth raise and erect the mind, by submitting the shows of things to the desires of the mind ; whereas reason doth buckle and bow the mind unto the nature of things.
Page 417 - The primary Imagination I hold to be the living power and prime agent of all human perception, and as a repetition in the finite mind of the eternal act of creation in the infinite I AM...
Page 259 - But he has done his robberies so openly, that one may see he fears not to be taxed by any law. He invades authors like a monarch ; and what would be theft in other poets, is only victory in him.
Page 253 - Listen! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with his eternal motion make A sound like thunder— everlastingly. Dear Child! dear Girl! that walkest with me here, If thou appear untouched by solemn thought, Thy nature is not therefore less divine: Thou liest in Abraham's bosom all the year; And worshipp'st at the Temple's inner shrine, God being with thee when we know it not.
Page 332 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Page 345 - Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. I cannot rest from travel; I will drink Life to the lees: all times I have enjoy'd Greatly, have suffer'd greatly , both with those That loved me, and alone; on shore, and when Thro...
Page 346 - Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Page 62 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.