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Pagina 170 - 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.
Pagina 162 - Ah, did you once see Shelley plain, And did he stop and speak to you, And did you speak to him again? How strange it seems and new!
Pagina 309 - There is a comfort in the strength of love; 'Twill make a thing endurable, which else Would overset the brain, or break the heart...
Pagina 48 - I said in mine heart, Go to now, I will prove thee with mirth, therefore enjoy pleasure : and behold, this also is vanity. I said of laughter, It is mad : and of mirth, What
Pagina 68 - And islands that, empurpled bright, Floated amid the livelier light, And mountains, that like giants stand, To sentinel enchanted land. High on the south, huge Benvenue Down...
Pagina 170 - 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. The high that proved too high, the heroic for earth too hard, The passion that left the ground to lose itself in the sky, Are music sent up to God by the lover and the bard; Enough that he heard it once: we shall hear it byand-by.
Pagina 176 - And he that overcometh, and keepeth my works unto the end, to him will I give power over the nations: And he shall rule them with a rod of iron; as the vessels of a potter shall they be broken to shivers: even as I received of my Father.
Pagina 169 - That arm is wrongly put — and there again — A fault to pardon in the drawing's lines, Its body, so to speak : its soul is right, He means right — that, a child may understand.