The Powers of Genius: A Poem, in Three PartsA. Dickens, 1801 - 127 страници |
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... beam , And sits , in silence , by the falling stream . Taste * is the willing umpire of the soul , And arm'd with sanctions acts without controul ; * Definitions often rather confuse than enlighten the mind . The arbitrary terms of ...
... beam , And sits , in silence , by the falling stream . Taste * is the willing umpire of the soul , And arm'd with sanctions acts without controul ; * Definitions often rather confuse than enlighten the mind . The arbitrary terms of ...
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... - ton though he had Aristotle's writings full in his remem- brance , nobly despised them . To impose laws upon genius , is like hoppling an Arabian courser . A ghost appears , the moon withdraws her beams , THE POWERS OF GENIUS . * 19.
... - ton though he had Aristotle's writings full in his remem- brance , nobly despised them . To impose laws upon genius , is like hoppling an Arabian courser . A ghost appears , the moon withdraws her beams , THE POWERS OF GENIUS . * 19.
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... beams , And all the thickets sound with frightful screams ; The critic's voice is now as hush'd as death , His eyes are fix'd , we scarcely hear his breath ; 100 Great Shakspeare * now commands the midnight hour , And o'er the soul ...
... beams , And all the thickets sound with frightful screams ; The critic's voice is now as hush'd as death , His eyes are fix'd , we scarcely hear his breath ; 100 Great Shakspeare * now commands the midnight hour , And o'er the soul ...
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... beam ; Alone he sits upon the distant hill , Beneath him falls a melancholy rill ; His harp lies by him on the rustling grass , The deer before him thro ' the thickets pass ; No hunter winds his slow and sullen horn , . No whistling cow ...
... beam ; Alone he sits upon the distant hill , Beneath him falls a melancholy rill ; His harp lies by him on the rustling grass , The deer before him thro ' the thickets pass ; No hunter winds his slow and sullen horn , . No whistling cow ...
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... beam , " The sweeping theatre of hanging woods , " Th ' incessant roar of headlong - tumbling floods . " See him arouse his heaven - instructed lyre , And look through Nature , with creative fire ! With feeling heart hear him attune his ...
... beam , " The sweeping theatre of hanging woods , " Th ' incessant roar of headlong - tumbling floods . " See him arouse his heaven - instructed lyre , And look through Nature , with creative fire ! With feeling heart hear him attune his ...
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Страница 74 - Shine not in vain ; nor think, though men were none That heav'n would want spectators, GOD want praise: Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep. All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night : how often from the steep Of echoing hill or thicket have we heard Celestial voices to the midnight air, Sole, or responsive each to other's note, Singing their great Creator ? oft in bands While they keep watch, or nightly rounding walk.
Страница 90 - Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks. Methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full mid-day beam, purging and unsealing her long abused sight at the fountain itself of heavenly radiance, while the whole noise of timorous and flocking birds, with those also that love the twilight, flutter about, amazed at what she means, and in their envious gabble...
Страница 72 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face ; the hair of my flesh stood up: It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, Shall mortal man be more just than God? shall a man be more pure than his Maker?
Страница 70 - And it shall come to pass in the day that the LORD shall give thee rest from thy sorrow, and from thy fear, and from the hard bondage wherein thou wast made to serve, that thou shalt take up this proverb against the king of Babylon, and say, How hath the oppressor ceased ! the golden city ceased ! The LORD hath broken the staff of the wicked, and the sceptre of the rulers.
Страница 70 - Hell from beneath is moved for thee, to meet thee at thy coming: it stirreth up the dead for thee, even all the chief ones of the earth; it hath raised up from their thrones all the kings of the nations.
Страница 90 - ... and down gathering up limb by limb still as they could find them. We have not yet found them all, Lords and Commons, nor ever shall do, till her Master's second coming; he shall bring together every joint and member, and shall mould them into an immortal feature of loveliness and perfection. Suffer not these licensing prohibitions to stand at every place of opportunity forbidding and disturbing them that continue seeking, that continue to do our obsequies to the torn body of our martyred saint.
Страница 89 - Osiris, took the virgin Truth, hewed her lovely form into a thousand pieces, and scattered them to the four winds. From that time ever since, the sad friends of Truth, such as durst appear, imitating the careful search that Isis made for the mangled body of Osiris, went up and down gathering up limb by limb still as they could find them.
Страница 71 - When He made a decree for the rain, and a way for the lightning of the thunder. Then did He see it, and declare it. He prepared it, yea, and searched it out...
Страница 79 - Who with her radiant finger still'd the roar Of thunder, chas'd the clouds, and laid the winds, And grisly spectres, which the fiend had rais'd • To tempt the Son of God with terrors dire.
Страница 76 - Seest thou yon dreary plain, forlorn and wild, The seat of desolation, void of light. Save what the glimmering of these livid flames Casts pale and dreadful?