Evenings in Autumn: On the blindness of Homer, Ossian, and Milton. The Valley of the Rye, continued. On the character and writings of Sir Thomas Browne. Critical remarks on "The judgment, a vision", a poem by Mr. Hillhouse of New York. Remarks on social worship - the village churchLongman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1822 |
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... close than in its noon - day splendour , seems sinking into darkness and the grave . As the sun , thus departing in dignity and beauty , majestic though in decay , and though fast fading into night , surrounded by every as- sociation ...
... close than in its noon - day splendour , seems sinking into darkness and the grave . As the sun , thus departing in dignity and beauty , majestic though in decay , and though fast fading into night , surrounded by every as- sociation ...
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... close To a tall column , where he hung his lyre Above his head , and taught him where it hung . He set before him , next , a polish'd board And basket , and a goblet fill'd with wine , For his own use , and at his own command ; Then all ...
... close To a tall column , where he hung his lyre Above his head , and taught him where it hung . He set before him , next , a polish'd board And basket , and a goblet fill'd with wine , For his own use , and at his own command ; Then all ...
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... close infolds him with a last embrace , And , gazing on him as he pants and dies , Shrieks at the sight ; meantime , the ruthless foe Smiting her shoulders with the spear , to toil Command her , and to bondage far away , And her cheek ...
... close infolds him with a last embrace , And , gazing on him as he pants and dies , Shrieks at the sight ; meantime , the ruthless foe Smiting her shoulders with the spear , to toil Command her , and to bondage far away , And her cheek ...
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... close of his life , a martyr to the most painful of distempers ; and absolutely con- fined to his chair , in which he is said to have sat like an old Roman , his manly countenance striking awe and reverence into all that beheld him ...
... close of his life , a martyr to the most painful of distempers ; and absolutely con- fined to his chair , in which he is said to have sat like an old Roman , his manly countenance striking awe and reverence into all that beheld him ...
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... close of the seventeenth century by Charles Drelincourt , Professor of Anatomy in the University of Leyden , under the title of " Oratio Doctoralis , qua Medicos Dei operum consideratione atque contemplatione permotos , cæteris ...
... close of the seventeenth century by Charles Drelincourt , Professor of Anatomy in the University of Leyden , under the title of " Oratio Doctoralis , qua Medicos Dei operum consideratione atque contemplatione permotos , cæteris ...
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On the blindness of Homer, Ossian, and Milton. The Valley of the Rye ... Nathan Drake Полный просмотр - 1822 |
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Стр. 271 - Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note. Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of ev'n or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Стр. 282 - The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon, When she deserts the night, Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.
Стр. 36 - In the first rank of these did Zimri' stand, A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Стр. 190 - O thou that rollest above, round as the shield of my fathers ! Whence are thy beams, O sun ! thy everlasting light ! Thou comest forth in thy awful beauty ; the stars hide themselves in the sky ; the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the western wave ; but thou thyself movest aloive.
Стр. 278 - To hoarse or mute, though fallen on evil days, On evil days though fallen, and evil tongues, In darkness, and with dangers compassed round, And solitude ; yet not alone, while thou Visit'st my slumbers nightly, or when morn Purples the east. Still govern thou my song, Urania, and fit audience find, though few.
Стр. 270 - Thee I revisit safe, And feel thy sovran vital lamp ; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.
Стр. 208 - There is surely a piece of divinity in us, something that was before the elements, and owes no homage unto the sun. Nature tells me I am the image of God, as well as Scripture : he that understands not thus much, hath not his introduction or first lesson, and is yet to begin the alphabet of man.
Стр. 205 - I do embrace it; for even that vulgar and tavern music, which makes one man merry, another mad, strikes in me a deep fit of devotion, and a profound contemplation of the first composer.
Стр. 270 - HAIL, holy Light, offspring of heaven first-born, Or of the eternal co-eternal beam, May I express thee unblamed ? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate.
Стр. 95 - Men that look no further than their outsides, think health an appurtenance unto life, and quarrel with their constitutions for being sick ; but I, that have examined the parts of man, and know upon what tender filaments that fabric hangs, do wonder that we are not always so ; and, considering the thousand doors that lead to death, do thank my God that we can die but once.