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137 ページ - One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree ; Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he. ' The next with dirges due in sad array Slow thro' the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
93 ページ - Above all, was the clear sky, looking almost cold, it looked so pure, along the horizon — but warmed in the region a little higher, with the vermilion tints of the softest sunset. I am persuaded that the world might be travelled over without the sight of one such spectacle as this — and all owing to the circumstances — the time — the hour. It was perhaps not the least of those circumstances influencing the scene, that it was an hour passed in one of his own holy retreats, with Wordsworth...
230 ページ - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course, nor yet in the cold ground Where thy pale form was laid with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image.
82 ページ - Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among, Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue ; And Jura answers through her misty shroud Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud...
88 ページ - He remarked afterward that although he was known to the world only as a poet, he had given twelve hours' thought to the condition and prospects of society, for one to poetry.
137 ページ - One morn, I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath, and near his favorite tree: Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he: "The next, with dirges due, in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne : — Approach and read (for tbou canst read ) the lay 'Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
93 ページ - The fading light trembled upon the bosom of the waters, which were here slightly ruffled, and there lay as a mirror to reflect the serenity of heaven. The dark mountains lay beyond, with every varying shade that varying distance could give them. The farthest ridges were sowed with light, as if it were resolved into separate particles and showered down into the darkness below, to make it visible. The mountain side had a softness of shadowing upon it, such as I never saw before, and such as no painting...
91 ページ - ... they neutralised and balanced each other. I admitted, however, that there was danger; that all popular institutions involved danger; that freedom was a trust, and a perilous trust. Still I insisted that this was only an instance of a general principle; that all probation was perilous; that the greatest opportunity was always the greatest peril. I maintained, also, that think as we might of political liberty, there was no helping it; that in the civilized world, the course of opinion was irresistibly...