Robert Burns: As a Poet, and as a ManBaker and Scribner, 1848 - 209 pages |
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... nature operating upon the suscep- tible Greek mind , that enabled it to catch the divine lineaments of the beautiful and embody them in art . And art , thus embodying the ideal beauty derived from nature , in turn re - acted upon the ...
... nature operating upon the suscep- tible Greek mind , that enabled it to catch the divine lineaments of the beautiful and embody them in art . And art , thus embodying the ideal beauty derived from nature , in turn re - acted upon the ...
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... nature , that my anxious heart has forced me to the attempt . I longed to know the theory of that fascination which breathes from the works of nature . To learn the origin of that spell , which always seemed to me so near akin to the ...
... nature , that my anxious heart has forced me to the attempt . I longed to know the theory of that fascination which breathes from the works of nature . To learn the origin of that spell , which always seemed to me so near akin to the ...
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... nature . I expect to show that the beauty which we behold in nature , is mirrored there from the radiations of our own spirits . That it is not the dull matter which warms the currents of feeling within our bosoms ; but it is a halo of ...
... nature . I expect to show that the beauty which we behold in nature , is mirrored there from the radiations of our own spirits . That it is not the dull matter which warms the currents of feeling within our bosoms ; but it is a halo of ...
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... nature produces an agreeable impression within us ; thus making the beautiful identical with the agreeable . But this is not the meaning that I shall attach to the word . These writers speak of the beauty of mechanical contrivances ...
... nature produces an agreeable impression within us ; thus making the beautiful identical with the agreeable . But this is not the meaning that I shall attach to the word . These writers speak of the beauty of mechanical contrivances ...
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... nature , as to cause us to per- sonify it as a female , and to speak of it , as the blushing rose ; and to apply to it other epithets , which have a real significance only when applied to woman . That the rose - bush in bloom has a pecu ...
... nature , as to cause us to per- sonify it as a female , and to speak of it , as the blushing rose ; and to apply to it other epithets , which have a real significance only when applied to woman . That the rose - bush in bloom has a pecu ...
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Page 64 - An' weary winter comin fast, An' cozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell — Till crash ! the cruel coulter past Out thro' thy cell. That wee bit heap o...
Page 90 - O wad some Pow'r the giftie gie us To see oursels as others see us ! It wad frae monie a blunder free us And foolish notion : What airs in dress an' gait wad lea'e us, And ev'n devotion ! EPISTLE TO A YOUNG FRIEND.
Page 179 - The bridegroom may forget the bride Was made his wedded wife yestreen ; The monarch may forget the crown ' That on his head an hour has been ; The mother may forget the child That smiles sae sweetly on her knee ; But I'll remember thee, Glencairn, And a' that thou hast done for me ! " LINES, SENT TO SIR JOHN WHITEFORD, OF WHITEFORD, BART.
Page 133 - There was a strong expression of sense and shrewdness in all his lineaments ; the eye alone, I think, indicated the poetical character and temperament. It was large, and of a dark cast, and glowed (I say literally glowed] when he spoke with feeling or interest.
Page 89 - tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Page 58 - What's a' your jargon o' your schools, Your Latin names for horns an' stools? If honest Nature made you fools, What sairs your grammars ? Ye'd better taen up spades and shools, Or knappin-hammers. A set o' dull, conceited hashes Confuse their brains in college-classes, They gang in stirks, and come out asses, Plain truth to speak; An' syne they think to climb Parnassus By dint o
Page 44 - I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare : — If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale...
Page 174 - We know nothing, or next to nothing, of the substance or structure of our souls, so cannot account for those seeming caprices in them that one should be particularly pleased with this thing, or struck with that, which, on minds of a different cast, makes no extraordinary impression. I have some favourite flowers in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the harebell, the foxglove, the wild-brier rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight.
Page 79 - Or like the borealis race That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
Page 20 - And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green. To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon. Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.