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Apostles appeared appointed Assembly assertion Bishop Bishop of Rome Britton Castlereagh character Charles Lamb Chatham Chaucer Christ Christian Church Colonel Barre common constitution death doctrine doubt Duke England English epistle established expression fact favour feeling France French German Government honour House human intellectual Ireland Keats King knowledge labour Lamb Lamb's Letters of Junius Lord Castlereagh Lord Chatham Lord George Sackville Lord Londonderry Lord Mansfield Lord Shelburne Louis Blanc Macleane means ment metaphysical mind moral nature never object opinion Parliament party passage Paul peculiar person Peter philosophical poem poet political principles prisoners question readers reason regard Reid religious remarkable Revolution Roman Rome says scepticism Scotland Scottish Scripture sense Sir Philip Francis Sir William Hamilton society speculation spirit theory things thought tion Townshend truth whole words writings written
Page 75 - A poet is the most unpoetical of anything in existence, because he has no identity ; he is continually in for, and filling, some other body. The sun, the moon, the sea, and men and women, who are creatures of impulse, are poetical, and have about them an unchangeable attribute ; the poet has none, no identity. He is certainly the most unpoetical of all God's creatures.
Page 84 - In Endymion I leaped headlong into the sea, and thereby have become better acquainted with the soundings, the quicksands, and the rocks, than if I had stayed upon the green shore, and piped a silly pipe, and took tea and comfortable advice. I was never afraid of failure; for I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.
Page 508 - Can I forget the dismal night that gave My soul's best part for ever to the grave? How silent did his old companions tread, By midnight lamps, the mansions of the dead, Through breathing statues, then unheeded things, Through rows of warriors, and through walks of kings! What awe did the slow solemn knell inspire; • The pealing organ, and the pausing choir; The duties by the lawn-robed prelate paid: And the last words that dust to dust conveyed!
Page 50 - But as it is written, To whom he was not spoken of, they shall see : and they that have not heard shall understand.
Page 504 - By the festal cities blaze, Whilst the wine-cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore.
Page 507 - The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall, The majesty of Darkness shall Receive my parting ghost ! This spirit shall return to Him "Who gave its heavenly spark ; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark ! No ! it shall live again, and shine In bliss unknown to beams of thine, By him recall'd to breath, Who captive led captivity, Who robb'd the grave of Victory, — And took the sting from Death...
Page 85 - Singularity - it should strike the Reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a Remembrance - 2nd Its touches of Beauty should never be half way ther[e]by making the reader breathless instead of content: the rise, the progress, the setting of imagery should like the Sun come natural natural too him - shine over him and set soberly although in magnificence leaving him in the Luxury of twilight...
Page 83 - Darkness! Darkness! ever must I moan, To question Heaven and Hell and Heart in vain. Why did I laugh?
Page 52 - Paul also according to the wisdom given unto him hath written unto you ; as also in all his epistles, speaking in them of these things ; in which are some things hard to be understood, which they that are unlearned and unstable wrest, as they do also the other scriptures, unto their own destruction.