Osorio: A Tragedy

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John Pearson, 1873 - 204 من الصفحات

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الصفحة 143 - And this place our forefathers made for man! This is the process of our love and wisdom, To each poor brother who offends against us — Most innocent, perhaps — and what if guilty? Is this the only cure? Merciful God? Each pore and natural outlet...
الصفحة 144 - With other ministrations thou, O Nature ! Healest thy wandering and distempered child : Thou pourest on him thy soft influences, Thy sunny hues, fair forms, and breathing sweets ; Thy melodies of woods, and winds, and waters ! Till he relent, and can no more endure To be a jarring and a dissonant thing Amid this general dance and minstrelsy ; But, bursting into tears, wins back his way, His angry spirit healed and harmonized By the benignant touch of love and beauty.
الصفحة 144 - Then we call in our pampered mountebanks : And this is their best cure ! uncomforted And friendless solitude, groaning and tears, And savage faces, at the clanking hour, Seen through the steam and vapours of his dungeon By the lamp's dismal twilight!
الصفحة 69 - Cease thy swift toils ! Since haply thou art one Of that innumerable company Who in broad circle, lovelier than the rainbow, Girdle this round earth in a dizzy motion.
الصفحة 114 - Leoni's younger brother Went likewise, and when he returned to Spain, He told Leoni, that the poor mad youth, Soon after they arrived in that new world, In spite of his dissuasion, seized a boat, And all alone, set sail by silent moonlight Up a great river, great as any sea, And ne'er was heard of more : but 'tis supposed,' He lived and died among the savage men.
الصفحة 181 - Say, I had laid a body in the sun ! Well ! in a month there swarm forth from the corse A thousand, nay, ten thousand sentient beings In place of that one man.
الصفحة 164 - Or came to see a youth with awkward art And shrill sharp pipe burlesque the woman's part. The very use, since so essential grown, Of painted scenes, was to his stage unknown. The air-blest castle, round whose wholesome crest, The martlet, guest of summer, chose her nest — The forest walks of Arden's fair domain, Where Jaques fed his solitary vein. No pencil's aid as yet had dared supply, Seen only by the intellectual eye.
الصفحة 70 - Hear, sweet spirit, hear the spell, Lest a blacker charm compel! So shall the midnight breezes swell With thy deep long-lingering knell.
الصفحة vi - Coleridge is gone over to Bowles with his tragedy, which he has finished to the middle of the fifth Act. He set off a week ago."* In the meantime, Wordsworth himself was hard at work on The Borderers.
الصفحة 166 - Remorse is as the heart in which it grows : If that be gentle, it drops balmy dews Of true repentance ; but if proud and gloomy, It is a poison-tree, that pierced to the inmost Weeps only tears of poison.

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