The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by Various Writers, Volume 4Thomas Humphry Ward Macmillan, 1900 |
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... soul , away ! A Moralist perchance appears ; Led , Heaven knows how ! to this poor sod : And he has neither eyes nor ears ; Himself his world , and his own God ; One to whose smooth - rubbed soul can cling Nor form , nor feeling , great ...
... soul , away ! A Moralist perchance appears ; Led , Heaven knows how ! to this poor sod : And he has neither eyes nor ears ; Himself his world , and his own God ; One to whose smooth - rubbed soul can cling Nor form , nor feeling , great ...
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... Soul that art the eternity of thought , And givest to forms and images a breath And everlasting motion , not in vain By day or star - light thus from my first dawn Of childhood didst thou intertwine for me The passions that build up our ...
... Soul that art the eternity of thought , And givest to forms and images a breath And everlasting motion , not in vain By day or star - light thus from my first dawn Of childhood didst thou intertwine for me The passions that build up our ...
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... was heard Thy timely mandate , I deferred The task , in smoother walks to stray ; But thee I now would serve more strictly if I may . Through no disturbance of my soul , Or strong compunction 52 THE ENGLISH POETS . Ode to Duty.
... was heard Thy timely mandate , I deferred The task , in smoother walks to stray ; But thee I now would serve more strictly if I may . Through no disturbance of my soul , Or strong compunction 52 THE ENGLISH POETS . Ode to Duty.
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... soul , Or strong compunction in me wrought , I supplicate for thy control ; But in the quietness of thought : Me this unchartered freedom tires ; I feel the weight of chance - desires : My hopes no more must change their name , I long ...
... soul , Or strong compunction in me wrought , I supplicate for thy control ; But in the quietness of thought : Me this unchartered freedom tires ; I feel the weight of chance - desires : My hopes no more must change their name , I long ...
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... Soul's immensity ; Thou best Philosopher , who yet dost keep Thy heritage , thou Eye among the blind , That , deaf and silent , read'st the eternal deep , Haunted for ever by the eternal mind , — Mighty Prophet ! Seer blest ! On whom ...
... Soul's immensity ; Thou best Philosopher , who yet dost keep Thy heritage , thou Eye among the blind , That , deaf and silent , read'st the eternal deep , Haunted for ever by the eternal mind , — Mighty Prophet ! Seer blest ! On whom ...
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