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Page 280 - mean — is as to friendship, with equal truth and beauty, thus exhibited by Jeremy Taylor : " By friendship you mean the greatest love, the greatest usefulness, and the most open communication, and the noblest sufferings, and the severest truth, and the heartiest counsel, and the greatest union of minds, of which brave men and women are capable. But then
Page 76 - cannot think that real poets have any competition. None are greatest in the kingdom of heaven. It is so in poetry." At the bottom of page 44, " On the Influence of Natural Objects," is written : " Natural objects always did and now do weaken, deaden, and obliterate imagination in
Page 30 - third interview. I read to him Wordsworth's incomparable ode,* which he heartily enjoyed. But he repeated : " I fear Wordsworth loves nature, and nature is the work of the Devil. The Devil is in us as far as we are nature. On my inquiring whether the Devil, as having less power, would not be destroyed by
Page 25 - between our countenances." He paused and added, " I was Socrates " ; and then, as if correcting himself, said, " a sort of brother. I must have had conversations with him. So I had with Jesus Christ. I have an obscure recollection of having been with both of them." I suggested, on philosophical grounds, the impossibility of
Page 92 - could not resist the jeer. I conceived you writhing, when you should just receive my congratulations. How mad you 'd be ! Well, it is not in my method to inflict pangs. I leave that to Heaven. But in the existing pangs of a friend 1 have a share. His disquietude crowns my exemption. I imagine
Page 75 - I see in Wordsworth the natural man rising up against the spiritual man continually ; and then he is no poet, but a heathen philosopher, at enmity with all true poetry or inspiration." On the lines, —
Page ii - A Man he seems of cheerful yesterdays And confident to-morrows ; with a face Not worldly-minded, for it bears too much Of Nature's impress, — gayety and health, Freedom and hope ; but keen withal, and shrewd. His gestures note, —and hark ! his tone* of
Page 93 - this way and that way, with an assurance of not kindling a spark of pain from them. I deny that nature meant us to sympathize with agonies. Those face-contortions, retortions, distortions, have the merriness of antics. Nature meant them for farce, — not so pleasant to the actor, indeed ; but Grimaldi cries when we laugh, and
Page 243 - Not that I have any more regard for the Established Church than for any other church, but because it is established. And if you can get your dd religion established, I '11 be for that too! " Rees told this story with great glee. April 12th. — A call on the Aikins. The whole family full of
Page 440 - proceeded from her aid. Some crutches with painted inscriptions bear witness to the miracles wrought on the lame. " To thee, in this aerial cleft, As to a common centre, tend All sufferers that no more rely On mortal succor,—all who sigh And pine, of human hope bereft, Nor wish for earthly friend. Thy very name, O Lady!