A Dictionary of Quotations from English and American Poets: Based Upon Bohn's Edition Revised, Corrected, and Enlarged : Twelve Hundred Quotations Added from American AuthorsThomas Y. Crowell & Company, 1911 - 761 ページ |
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... spirit of his In aspiration lifts him from the earth . 214 ASSURANCE . Shaks .: Troil . and Cress . Act iv . Sc . 5 . I'll make assurance double sure , And take a bond of fate . 215 Shaks .: Macbeth . Act iv . Sc . 1 . ASTONISHMENT- see ...
... spirit of his In aspiration lifts him from the earth . 214 ASSURANCE . Shaks .: Troil . and Cress . Act iv . Sc . 5 . I'll make assurance double sure , And take a bond of fate . 215 Shaks .: Macbeth . Act iv . Sc . 1 . ASTONISHMENT- see ...
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... spirit have so fair a house , Good things will strive to dwell with it . 313 Shaks .: M. of Venice . Act i . Sc . 1 . Shaks .: Tempest . Act i . Sc . 2 . And as the bright sun glorifies the sky , So is her face illumin'd with her eye ...
... spirit have so fair a house , Good things will strive to dwell with it . 313 Shaks .: M. of Venice . Act i . Sc . 1 . Shaks .: Tempest . Act i . Sc . 2 . And as the bright sun glorifies the sky , So is her face illumin'd with her eye ...
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... spirit in the kindling glance Of pure and lofty beauty , which doth quell Each darker passion ; and as heroes fell Before the terror of Minerva's lance So beauty , arm'd with virtue bows the soul With a commanding but a sweet control ...
... spirit in the kindling glance Of pure and lofty beauty , which doth quell Each darker passion ; and as heroes fell Before the terror of Minerva's lance So beauty , arm'd with virtue bows the soul With a commanding but a sweet control ...
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... have ye fanned A nobler or a lovelier scene than this ? 491 William Cullen Bryant : The Prairies Spirit that breathest through my lattice , thou That cool'st BRAINS - BREEZES . 55 With curious art the brain, too finely wrought, ...
... have ye fanned A nobler or a lovelier scene than this ? 491 William Cullen Bryant : The Prairies Spirit that breathest through my lattice , thou That cool'st BRAINS - BREEZES . 55 With curious art the brain, too finely wrought, ...
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... Spirit that breathest through my lattice , thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day , Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow : Thou hast been out upon the deep at play , Riding all day the wild blue waves till now ...
... Spirit that breathest through my lattice , thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day , Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow : Thou hast been out upon the deep at play , Riding all day the wild blue waves till now ...
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180 ページ - WHEN Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night. And set the stars of glory there. She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then from his mansion in the sun She called her eagle bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land.
6 ページ - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him ; The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost ; And — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
339 ページ - MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
157 ページ - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
525 ページ - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
110 ページ - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods...
7 ページ - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
440 ページ - All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good: And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right.
619 ページ - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility : But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
252 ページ - IT must be so — Plato, thou reason'st well ! — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.