..."all good gifts/' thus meekly bend, And own the Father's hand that blessed my life with, thee. " Tis to create, and, in creating, live A being more intense, that we endow With thoughts our fancy, gaining as we give The life we image." — Byron. LH, who that wanders in the silent...

...With airy images, and shapes which dwell Still unimpair'd, though old, in the soul's haunted celL 'Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense,...do now. What am I ? Nothing : but not so art thou, Soul of my thought I with whom I traverse earth, Invisible but gazing, as I glow Jlix'd with thy spirit,...

...proposition. Byron, who pretended to sneer at morbid sensibility, has himself observed — " 'T is to create, and in creating live A being more intense, that we endow With form our fancies, gaining as we give The life we image. " And to what does this creative propensity owe its...

...images, and shapes which dwell 45 Still unimpaired, though old, in the soul's haunted cell* vI. *'Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense,...gaining as we give The life we image, even as I do now. 50 What am I * Nothing : but not so art thon, Soul of my thought ! with whom I traverse earth, Invisible...

...and shapes which dwell Still unimpaired, though old, in the soul's haunted cell. VI 'Tis to create,2 and in creating live A being more intense, that we...gaining as we give The life we image, even as I do now. years ; his poetical precocity was very remarkable. He was now only 80 years of age, and utterly miscalculates...

[ このページの内容は閲覧が制限されています ]

...Prusse a D'Alembert, Sept. 7, 1776. Still unimpalr'd, though old, in the soul's haunted cell. VI. 'Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense,...do now. What am I ? Nothing : but not so art thou, Soul of my thought ! with whom I traverse earth, Invisible but gazing, as I glow Mix' " Andf< Is thy...

...airy images, and shapes which dwell Still uniuipair'd, though old, in the soul's haunted cell VI. Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense,...fancy, gaining as we give The life we image, even as 1 do now. What am I ? Nothing : but not so art thon, Soul of my thought ! with whom I traverse earth,...

...airy images, and shapes which dwell Still unimpair'd, though old, in the soul's haunted cell. 'Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense...do now. What am I ? Nothing : but not so art thou, Soul of my thought ! with whom I traverse earth, Invisible but gazing, as I glow Mix'd with thy spirit,...

...With airy images, and shapes which dwell Still unimpair'd, though old, in the soul's haunted cell 'Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense...do now. What am I ? Nothing : but not so art thou, Soul of my thought ! with whom I traverse earth, Invisible but gazing, as I glow Mix'd with thy spirit,...