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... feeling and rule of life as too costly and cumbrous for every - day wear . Whatever Shelley was , he was with an admirable sincerity . It was not always truth that he thought and spoke ; but in the purity of truth he spoke and thought ...
... feeling and rule of life as too costly and cumbrous for every - day wear . Whatever Shelley was , he was with an admirable sincerity . It was not always truth that he thought and spoke ; but in the purity of truth he spoke and thought ...
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... feeling , eloquent and interesting enough in expression , to deserve more thorough study , and a far wider circle of readers , than he has yet had . The Committee wish for frankness of expression in all Papers , & c .; and they give ...
... feeling , eloquent and interesting enough in expression , to deserve more thorough study , and a far wider circle of readers , than he has yet had . The Committee wish for frankness of expression in all Papers , & c .; and they give ...
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... feeling , judgment , or imagination . " Browning has stated in the Epilogue to Pacchiarotto , 1. 153-4 , 1. 160 , the subjects he has chosen : " Man's thoughts and loves and hates ; " " Earth is my vineyard ; " " Mine be Man's thoughts ...
... feeling , judgment , or imagination . " Browning has stated in the Epilogue to Pacchiarotto , 1. 153-4 , 1. 160 , the subjects he has chosen : " Man's thoughts and loves and hates ; " " Earth is my vineyard ; " " Mine be Man's thoughts ...
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... feeling stronger , more earnest , more real , truer to my better self than I was before . " 2. " I daily admire him more and more . He doesn't pick out the difficulties and doubts and failures of life , and raise a mighty howl over them ...
... feeling stronger , more earnest , more real , truer to my better self than I was before . " 2. " I daily admire him more and more . He doesn't pick out the difficulties and doubts and failures of life , and raise a mighty howl over them ...
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... feelings . ) 138 Shop ( So , friend , your shop was all your house ! ) , 22 stanzas of 5 , ababb , 4 - measure iambics . 110 lines 139 140 141 142 143 144 145 146 147 ( 127 ) 148 149 150 151 152 ... Page 1 4 47 60 ... 64 Pisgah - Sights ...
... feelings . ) 138 Shop ( So , friend , your shop was all your house ! ) , 22 stanzas of 5 , ababb , 4 - measure iambics . 110 lines 139 140 141 142 143 144 145 146 147 ( 127 ) 148 149 150 151 152 ... Page 1 4 47 60 ... 64 Pisgah - Sights ...
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˹éÒ 470 - All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good, shall exist: Not its semblance, but itself; no beauty, nor good, nor power, Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour.
˹éÒ 296 - How good is man's life, the mere living! how fit to employ All the heart and the soul and the senses for ever in joy!
˹éÒ 467 - Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.
˹éÒ 405 - There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is nought, is silence implying sound; What was good shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round.
˹éÒ 246 - I STROVE with none, for none was worth my strife; Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art; I warmed both hands before the fire of life; It sinks, and I am ready to depart.
˹éÒ 291 - Truth is within ourselves ; it takes no rise From outward things, whate'er you may believe. There is an inmost centre in us all, Where truth abides in fulness ; and around, Wall upon wall, the gross flesh hems it in, This perfect, clear perception — which is truth.
˹éÒ 279 - And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever : it may be a sound — A tone of music — summer's eve — or spring — A flower — the wind — the ocean — which shall wound, Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound ; XXIV.
˹éÒ 133 - If I stoop Into a dark tremendous sea of cloud, It is but for a time ; I press God's lamp Close to my breast — its splendour, soon or late, Will pierce the gloom : I shall emerge one day ! You understand me ? I have said enough ? Fest.
˹éÒ 404 - No, indeed! for God above Is great to grant, as mighty to make, And creates the love to reward the love: I claim you still, for my own love's sake!
˹éÒ 402 - Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies that broke through language and escaped; All I could never be, All, men ignored in me, This, I was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped.