On the Beauties, Harmonies, and Sublimities of Nature: With Notes, Commentaries, and Illustrations |
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... delight in the contemplation of her varied phenomena . Never do I behold a beauti- ful landscape , but it is fixed so firmly in my mind that I could write a description of it at any distance of time . The features of men I frequently ...
... delight in the contemplation of her varied phenomena . Never do I behold a beauti- ful landscape , but it is fixed so firmly in my mind that I could write a description of it at any distance of time . The features of men I frequently ...
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... delight , and solemnity , as the OCEAN . There is a beautiful passage in Goëthe's ballad of the Fisherman , where he describes the pleasure which is derived from gazing on the sea : a passage which reminds us of that scene in Asia ...
... delight , and solemnity , as the OCEAN . There is a beautiful passage in Goëthe's ballad of the Fisherman , where he describes the pleasure which is derived from gazing on the sea : a passage which reminds us of that scene in Asia ...
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... delight . In the spring mornings he walked very often to the top of Arthur's Seat , and , lying prostrate on the turf , surveyed the rising of the sun out of the sea in si- lent admiration . " Crabbe , too , was no less charm- ed with ...
... delight . In the spring mornings he walked very often to the top of Arthur's Seat , and , lying prostrate on the turf , surveyed the rising of the sun out of the sea in si- lent admiration . " Crabbe , too , was no less charm- ed with ...
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... Delightful , too , were it to wander on the banks of the Jordan , where thousands of nightingales warble together ; or on those of the Tay , the Clyde , and the Teith , where the culture of bees forms so considerable an object of rural ...
... Delightful , too , were it to wander on the banks of the Jordan , where thousands of nightingales warble together ; or on those of the Tay , the Clyde , and the Teith , where the culture of bees forms so considerable an object of rural ...
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... Delightful roll along my native coast ! To whom my father vowed at my return , These locks to fall and hecatombs to burn . Hoм . - Iliad , xxiii . — POPE . The Cingalese worship the Mahavillaganga ; the Banians venerate the Tappi ; and ...
... Delightful roll along my native coast ! To whom my father vowed at my return , These locks to fall and hecatombs to burn . Hoм . - Iliad , xxiii . — POPE . The Cingalese worship the Mahavillaganga ; the Banians venerate the Tappi ; and ...
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Page 104 - O thou that, with surpassing glory crowned, Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new World — at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminished heads — to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 Sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere, Till pride and worse ambition threw me down, Warring in Heaven against Heaven's matchless King ! Ah, wherefore?
Page 279 - And being in an agony he prayed more earnestly: and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground. And when he rose up from prayer, and was come to his disciples, he found them sleeping for sorrow, And said unto them, Why sleep ye ? rise and pray, lest ye enter into temptation.
Page 39 - After laying down my pen. I took several turns in a berceau or covered walk of acacias which commands a prospect of the country, the lake and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene: the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all Nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and perhaps the establishment of my fame.
Page 123 - I never hear the loud solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of gray plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul like the enthusiasm of devotion or poetry.
Page 64 - Thou preparedst room before it, And didst cause it to take deep root, And it filled the land. The hills were covered with the shadow of it, And the boughs thereof were like the goodly cedars. She sent out her boughs unto the sea, And her branches unto the river.
Page 220 - The secrets of the hoary deep; a dark Illimitable ocean, without bound, Without dimension, where length, breadth, and height, And time, and place, are lost...
Page 237 - Time may come, when men With angels may participate, and find No inconvenient diet, nor too light fare ; And from these corporal nutriments, perhaps, Your bodies may at last turn all to spirit...
Page 38 - I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains.
Page 45 - Jesus, Master, it is good for us to be here : and let us make three tabernacles ; one for thee, and one for Moses, and one for Elias: not knowing what he said.
Page 300 - You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age, wretched in both. If it be you that stirs these daughters...