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Page 140 - Wisdom and spirit of the universe ! Thou soul that art the eternity of thought, That 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 human soul ; Not with the mean and vulgar works of man, But with high objects ; with enduring things, With life and nature, purifying thus The elements of feeling and of thought, And sanctifying, by such discipline, Both pain...
Page 36 - And browned cheeks, to thy soft feet of snow, And timid, pleasant glow, Giving earth-piercing flowers their primal growth, And greenest youth? Gay Summer conquers thee ; And yet he has no beauty such as thine. What is his ever-streaming, fiery sea, To the pure glory that with thee doth shine? Thou season most divine, What may his dull and lifeless minstrelsy Compare with thee? Come, sit upon the hills, And bid the waking streams leap down their side, And green the vales with their slight-sounding...
Page 88 - Save base authority from others' books. • These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights, That give a name to every fixed star, Have no more profit of their shining nights, Than those that walk, and wot not what they are.
Page 55 - ... gardens under the window, like an embroidery to the mantle. I thought, when I first saw it, that he had taken up his dwelling-place like an abbot. Here he cultivated his flowers, and had a set of birds for his pensioners, who came to breakfast with him. He might have been seen taking his daily stroll up and down, with his black coat and white locks, and a book in his hand; and was a great acquaintance of the little children.
Page 36 - Makes young leaves dance with glee, Even in the teeth of that old, sober hind, Winter unkind, — • Come to us : for thou art Like the fine love of children, gentle Spring ! Touching the sacred feeling of the heart, Or like a virgin's pleasant welcoming ; And thou dost ever bring A tide of gentle but resistless art Upon the heart. Red Autumn from the South Contends with thee ; alas...
Page 37 - And, gone for ever hence, Exist no more : no more to earth belong, Except in song. So I who sing shall die, Worn unto death, perchance, by care and sorrow; And, fainting thus with an unconscious sigh, Bid unto this poor body a good-morrow Which now sometimes I borrow, And breathe of joyance keener and more high, Ceasing to sigh!
Page 55 - Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it...
Page 35 - TO SPRING. O THOU delicious Spring! Nursed in the lap of thin and subtle showers, Which fall from clouds that lift their snowy wing From odorous beds of light-enfolded flowers, And from enmassed bowers That over grassy walks their greenness fling, Come, gentle Spring!
Page 35 - And, settling in the trees deliciously, Makes young leaves dance with glee, Even in the teeth of that old sober hind, Winter unkind, — Come to us ; for thou art Like the fine love of children, gentle Spring, Touching the sacred feeling...
Page 36 - Gay Summer conquers thee, And yet he has no beauty such as thine : What is his ever-streaming fiery sea, To the pure glory that with thee doth shine ? Thou season most divine ! What may his dull and lifeless minstrelsy Compare with thee? Come, sit upon the hills, And bid the waking streams leap down their side, And green the vales with their...