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... hours amid surroundings of unmitigated filth . It would be difficult to conjecture what possible object of beauty they could have looked upon , within reasonable limits , had they been so minded . Their master was too often but one of ...
... hours amid surroundings of unmitigated filth . It would be difficult to conjecture what possible object of beauty they could have looked upon , within reasonable limits , had they been so minded . Their master was too often but one of ...
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... hours ago had been teeming with life . He cheerily wished me " A Merry Christmas " as I passed , and so brought back to my mind that this was Christmas morning come round once more . As I crossed Waterloo Bridge the river shone like a ...
... hours ago had been teeming with life . He cheerily wished me " A Merry Christmas " as I passed , and so brought back to my mind that this was Christmas morning come round once more . As I crossed Waterloo Bridge the river shone like a ...
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... hours ago . She was leaning over the child , apparently smoothing the pillow . A presentiment that all was not well seized me , and I started forward , involuntarily , to question the nurse , but ere the words had passed my lips , the ...
... hours ago . She was leaning over the child , apparently smoothing the pillow . A presentiment that all was not well seized me , and I started forward , involuntarily , to question the nurse , but ere the words had passed my lips , the ...
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... hour . It is thought now that only by hand labour can the highest class of etchings be printed ; the same was maintained in regard to wood engraving thirty - five years ago , but at the present time the finest blocks are printed to ...
... hour . It is thought now that only by hand labour can the highest class of etchings be printed ; the same was maintained in regard to wood engraving thirty - five years ago , but at the present time the finest blocks are printed to ...
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... hours , and the work is done by the aid of electric light . The drawing , " A Peaceful Evening , " from a pen - and - ink sketch by R. Swain Gifford , is called a phototype . It has been produced by following a similar method to that ...
... hours , and the work is done by the aid of electric light . The drawing , " A Peaceful Evening , " from a pen - and - ink sketch by R. Swain Gifford , is called a phototype . It has been produced by following a similar method to that ...
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Стр. 82 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure : Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain!
Стр. 82 - THREE Poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpassed; The next in majesty •, In both the last. The force of Nature could no further go ; To make a third, she joined the former two.
Стр. 83 - Changed his hand and check'd his pride. He chose a mournful Muse Soft pity to infuse: He sung Darius great and good, By too severe a fate Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen.
Стр. 244 - First follow Nature, and your judgment frame By her just standard, which is still the same: Unerring Nature, still divinely bright, One clear, unchanged, and universal light, Life, force, and beauty, must to all impart, At once the source, and end, and test of Art. Art from that fund each just supply provides; Works without show, and without pomp presides: In some fair body thus th...
Стр. 82 - Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in Man. What passion cannot Music raise and quell? When Jubal struck the chorded shell, His listening brethren stood around, And, wondering, on their faces fell To worship that celestial sound. Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well.
Стр. 82 - Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell?
Стр. 85 - Dim as the borrowed beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wandering travellers, Is reason to the soul; and, as on high Those rolling fires discover but the sky, Not light us here, so reason's glimmering ray Was lent, not to assure our doubtful way, But guide us upward to a better day. And as those nightly tapers disappear, When day's bright lord ascends our hemisphere; So pale grows reason at religion's sight; So dies, and so dissolves in supernatural light.
Стр. 82 - The sacred organ's praise ? Notes inspiring holy love, Notes that wing their heavenly ways To mend the choirs above. Orpheus could lead the savage race, And trees uprooted left their place Sequacious of the lyre : But bright Cecilia raised the wonder higher: When to her organ vocal breath was given, An angel heard, and straight appeared — Mistaking earth for heaven...
Стр. 108 - IN the ancient town of Bruges, In the quaint old Flemish city, As the evening shades descended, Low and loud and sweetly blended, Low at times and loud at times, And changing like a poet's rhymes, Rang the beautiful wild chimes From the Belfry in the market Of the ancient town of Bruges.
Стр. 100 - Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long: And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.