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Page 29 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and watery depths; all these have vanished; They live no longer in the faith of reason.
Page 145 - For the kind spring which but salutes us here, Inhabits there and courts them all the year ; Ripe fruits and blossoms on the same trees live, At once they promise what at once they give ; So sweet the air, so moderate the clime, None sickly lives or dies before his time ; Heaven sure has kept this spot of earth uncurst To show how all things were created first.
Page 119 - The heavens, whose aspect makes our minds as still As they themselves appear to be, Innumerable voices fill With everlasting harmony ; The towering headlands, crowned with mist, Their feet among the billows, know That Ocean is a mighty harmonist ; Thy pinions, universal Air, Ever waving to and fro, Are delegates of harmony, and bear 190 Strains that support the Seasons in their round ; Stern Winter loves a dirge-like sound.
Page 147 - Whose louder song is like the voice of life, Triumphant o'er death's image, but whose deep, Low, lovelier note is like a gentle wife, A poor, a pensive, yet a happy one, Stealing, when daylight's common tasks are done, An hour for mother's work, and singing low While her tired husband and her children sleep.
Page 279 - And, when the stream Which overflowed the soul was passed away, A consciousness remained that it had left, Deposited upon the silent shore Of memory, images and precious thoughts, That shall not die, and cannot be destroyed.
Page 134 - ... on another: but we must proceed, and it is in our power to proceed, as nature does in forming a flower, an animal, or any other of her productions; "rudimenta partium omnium simul parit et producit.
Page 223 - ... the city required punctual obedience to the orders they received ; if they ever expected the pestilence to abate, it must be by a prompt removal of the dead, and immediate fumigation of the infected apartments. She pleaded and pleaded, and even knelt to them in an agony of tears, continually saying, 'I am sure he is not dead.
Page 86 - As you pass 7 along, you hear the roar of invisible waterfalls, and at the foot of the slope the river Styx lies before you, deep and black, over-arched with rock. The first glimpse of it brings to mind the descent of Ulysses into hell. " Where the dark rock o'erhangs the infernal lake, And mingling streams eternal murmurs make.
Page 15 - Babies crowded to hear the music, and boys ran out to see the pretty trainers, with feathers and bright buttons, ' the harlequins of the nineteenth century.
Page 73 - He did it in such a kind and fatherly manner, that the young man's heart was touched. He excused himself, by saying that he would not have tampered with the girl, if he had known her to be virtuous. " I have done many wrong things," said he, " but, thank God, no betrayal of confiding innocence rests on my conscience.