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... lost . He is a strong man , but no Milton - nay , rather a strong man unnerved by perfumes and lulled with unhealthy opiates - who writes the following lines " in a prayer - book : " — " Am'rous languishments , luminous trances , Sights ...
... lost . He is a strong man , but no Milton - nay , rather a strong man unnerved by perfumes and lulled with unhealthy opiates - who writes the following lines " in a prayer - book : " — " Am'rous languishments , luminous trances , Sights ...
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... lost mine eyes . PSALM XXIII . Happy me ! O happy sheep ! Whom my God vouchsafes to keep ; Even my God , ev'n he it is That points me to these ways of bliss ; On whose pastures cheerful Spring All the year doth sit and sing , And ...
... lost mine eyes . PSALM XXIII . Happy me ! O happy sheep ! Whom my God vouchsafes to keep ; Even my God , ev'n he it is That points me to these ways of bliss ; On whose pastures cheerful Spring All the year doth sit and sing , And ...
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... lost Art thou unto thyself , thou too self - wise Narcissus foolish Phaeton ! who for all Thy high - aim'd hopes gain'dst but a flaming fall . 11 From Death's sad shades to the life - breathing air , This mortal enemy to mankind's good ...
... lost Art thou unto thyself , thou too self - wise Narcissus foolish Phaeton ! who for all Thy high - aim'd hopes gain'dst but a flaming fall . 11 From Death's sad shades to the life - breathing air , This mortal enemy to mankind's good ...
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... ever , Should take the mark of sin , and pain of sense : These are the knotty riddles , whose dark doubt Entangles his lost thoughts , past getting out . 25 While new thoughts boil'd in his enraged breast , 38 CRASHAW'S POETICAL WORKS .
... ever , Should take the mark of sin , and pain of sense : These are the knotty riddles , whose dark doubt Entangles his lost thoughts , past getting out . 25 While new thoughts boil'd in his enraged breast , 38 CRASHAW'S POETICAL WORKS .
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... lost Myself ? my strength too with my innocence ? Come , try who dares , Heaven , Earth , whate'er dost boast A borrow'd being , make thy bold defence : Come thy Creator too ; what though it cost Me yet a second fall ? we'd try our ...
... lost Myself ? my strength too with my innocence ? Come , try who dares , Heaven , Earth , whate'er dost boast A borrow'd being , make thy bold defence : Come thy Creator too ; what though it cost Me yet a second fall ? we'd try our ...
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Page xi - For contemplation he and valour form'd; For softness she, and sweet attractive grace; He for God only, she for God in him...
Page xvi - Nor was the sublime more within their reach than the pathetic ; for they never attempted that comprehension and expanse of thought which at once fills the whole mind, and of which the first effect is sudden astonishment, and the second rational admiration. Sublimity is produced by aggregation, and littleness by dispersion. Great thoughts are always general, and consist in positions not limited by exceptions, and in descriptions not descending to minuteness.
Page 60 - Shall own thee there, and all in one Weave a constellation Of crowns, with which the King, thy spouse, Shall build up thy triumphant brows.
Page 123 - An universal synod of all sweets ; By whom it is defined thus — That no perfume For ever shall presume To pass for odoriferous, But such alone whose sacred pedigree Can prove itself some kin, sweet Name ! to thee. Sweet Name ! in thy each syllable A thousand blest Arabias dwell ; A thousand hills of frankincense ; Mountains of myrrh and beds of spices, And ten thousand paradises, The soul that tastes thee takes from thence. How many unknown worlds there are Of comforts, which thou hast in keeping...
Page xi - For softness she and sweet attractive grace; He for God only, she for God in him. His fair large front and eye sublime declared Absolute rule; and hyacinthine locks Round from his parted forelock manly hung Clustering, but not beneath his shoulders broad...
Page 238 - What well-advised ear regards What earth can say? Thy words are gold, but thy rewards Are painted clay : Thy cunning can but pack the cards, Thou canst not play : Thy game at weakest, still thou vy'st ; If seen, and then revy'd, deny'st : Thou art not what thou seem'st ; false world, thou ly'st. Thy tinsel bosom seems a mint Of new-coin'd treasure ; A paradise...
Page 339 - I love the sea, — she is my fellow-creature, My careful purveyor; she provides me store; She walls me round; she makes my diet greater; She wafts my treasure from a foreign shore: But, Lord of oceans, when compared with thee, What is the ocean or her wealth to me?
Page 52 - And bring her bosom full of blessings— Flowers of never-fading graces, To make immortal dressings, For worthy souls whose wise embraces Store up themselves for Him who is alone The spouse of virgins, and the virgin's son.
Page xxv - Temple," and aptly,' for in the Temple of God, under His wing, he led his life in St. Mary's Church, near St. Peter's college ; there he lodged under Tertullian's roof of angels ; there he made his nest more gladly than David's swallow near the house of God : where, like a primitive saint, he offered more prayers in the night than others usually offer in the day.
Page 165 - O thou undaunted daughter of desires! By all thy dower of lights and fires; By all the eagle in thee, all the dove; By all thy lives and deaths of love; By thy large draughts of intellectual day And by thy thirsts of love, more large than they; By all thy...