Estimations in Criticism, Volumen1A. Melrose, 1908 |
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... , if , as Matthew Arnold has put it , the end of criticism is to create a current of true and fresh ideas , Bagehot's essays are full of this sort of sugges- tion and charm , and deserve a wider recognition than X INTRODUCTORY NOTE.
... , if , as Matthew Arnold has put it , the end of criticism is to create a current of true and fresh ideas , Bagehot's essays are full of this sort of sugges- tion and charm , and deserve a wider recognition than X INTRODUCTORY NOTE.
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... true , are there these men ? We look on a creeping river , till we say , Is there this river ? We enter the law courts : we watch the patient Chancellor we hear the droning wigs : -surely this is not real , —this is a dream , -nobody ...
... true , are there these men ? We look on a creeping river , till we say , Is there this river ? We enter the law courts : we watch the patient Chancellor we hear the droning wigs : -surely this is not real , —this is a dream , -nobody ...
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... true man , and that grocery and other affairs lie beneath at a wholly immeasurable distance , to be attended to by the inferior animals . In Hartley's case the seed fell on fitting soil . In youth , and even in childhood , he was a not ...
... true man , and that grocery and other affairs lie beneath at a wholly immeasurable distance , to be attended to by the inferior animals . In Hartley's case the seed fell on fitting soil . In youth , and even in childhood , he was a not ...
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... true and wise to observe the mysterious fact of hereditary tempta- tion . Doubtless it is strange that the nobler emotions and the inferior impulses , their peculiar direction or their proportionate strength , the power of a fixed idea ...
... true and wise to observe the mysterious fact of hereditary tempta- tion . Doubtless it is strange that the nobler emotions and the inferior impulses , their peculiar direction or their proportionate strength , the power of a fixed idea ...
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... true it is , that knowing now my state , I weakly mourn the sin I ought to hate , Nor love the law I yet would fain obey : But true it is , above all law and fate Is Faith , abiding the appointed day . ' Long time a child , and still a ...
... true it is , that knowing now my state , I weakly mourn the sin I ought to hate , Nor love the law I yet would fain obey : But true it is , above all law and fate Is Faith , abiding the appointed day . ' Long time a child , and still a ...
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Página 144 - All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
Página 36 - Of aspect more sublime; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world Is lightened: — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on,— Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul: 319 While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the...
Página 144 - Poetry is not like reasoning, a power to be exerted according to the determination of the will. A man cannot say, " I will compose poetry." The greatest poet even cannot say it; for the mind in creation is as a fading coal, which some invisible influence, like an inconstant wind, awakens to transitory brightness...
Página 237 - Earth has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
Página 271 - And licked the soup from the cook's own ladles, Split open the kegs of salted sprats, Made nests inside men's Sunday hats, And even spoiled the women's chats, By drowning their speaking With shrieking and squeaking In fifty different sharps and flats. At last the people in a body To the Town Hall came flocking:
Página 273 - Beside," quoth the Mayor, with a knowing wink, "Our business was done at the river's brink; We saw with our eyes the vermin sink, And what's dead can't come to life, I think. So, friend, we're not the folks to shrink From the duty of giving you something...
Página 195 - Daughters; but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his Seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Página 27 - Standing on Earth, not rapt above the pole, More safe I sing with mortal voice, unchanged To hoarse or mute, though fallen on evil days...
Página 45 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the play-place of our early days; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone, That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Página 36 - Love had he found in huts where poor Men lie : His daily Teachers had been Woods and Rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.