The Witness of Art; Or, The Legend of BeautyHodder and Stoughton, 1876 - 214 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 56
... disciple of Socrates , and Aristotle the disciple of Plato ; their lives embracing about a century , and representing the noblest and purest period of philosophy . But the same century embraced also the lives of Phidias and Praxiteles ...
... disciple of Socrates , and Aristotle the disciple of Plato ; their lives embracing about a century , and representing the noblest and purest period of philosophy . But the same century embraced also the lives of Phidias and Praxiteles ...
الصفحة 57
... disciples in its schools . But if Art has no such limits , then the schools of Greece and Rome are weak as well as strong . The intellectuality of Apollo finds expression through the splendour of physical development , but there is no ...
... disciples in its schools . But if Art has no such limits , then the schools of Greece and Rome are weak as well as strong . The intellectuality of Apollo finds expression through the splendour of physical development , but there is no ...
الصفحة 66
... disciples ; urging the impossibility of supposing Raphael to have been guilty of so gross an anachronism as " to have introduced so infamous a wretch at such a point of time , or to have grouped such a person amongst the apostles ; who ...
... disciples ; urging the impossibility of supposing Raphael to have been guilty of so gross an anachronism as " to have introduced so infamous a wretch at such a point of time , or to have grouped such a person amongst the apostles ; who ...
الصفحة 67
... disciple greeting his risen Lord . But see the rebound from such criticism as this . Before Raphael stands the iconoclast instead of the worshipper ; the hammer has taken the place of the thurible ; and the dust which goes up to heaven ...
... disciple greeting his risen Lord . But see the rebound from such criticism as this . Before Raphael stands the iconoclast instead of the worshipper ; the hammer has taken the place of the thurible ; and the dust which goes up to heaven ...
الصفحة 68
... disciples at the Lake of Galilee , he con- trasts Raphael's painting of it with the actual occurrence . He says , " Note the handsomely curled hair , and neatly tied sandals of the men who had been out all night in the sea mists and on ...
... disciples at the Lake of Galilee , he con- trasts Raphael's painting of it with the actual occurrence . He says , " Note the handsomely curled hair , and neatly tied sandals of the men who had been out all night in the sea mists and on ...
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الصفحة 120 - Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
الصفحة 113 - Yearning for the large excitement that the coming years would yield, Eager-hearted as a boy when first he leaves his father's field, And at night along the dusky highway, near and nearer drawn, Sees in heaven the light of London flaring like a dreary dawn...
الصفحة 75 - He heard it, but he heeded not, — his eyes Were with his heart, 'and that was far away. He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Daci.an mother, — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday! — All this rushed with his blood. — Shall he expire And unavenged? — Arise, ye Goths, and glut your ire!
الصفحة 129 - DAYBREAK A WIND came up out of the sea, And said, " O mists, make room for me." It hailed the ships, and cried, " Sail on, Ye mariners, the night is gone.
الصفحة 165 - They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand, the gate With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms: Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide: They hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way.
الصفحة 168 - The village smithy stands; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
الصفحة 124 - It sees the ocean to its bosom clasp The rocks and sea-sand with the kiss of peace ; It sees the wild winds lift it in their grasp, And hold it up, and shake it like a fleece.
الصفحة 194 - I'd follow him ; But Oh ! — I'm not a fish-woman, And so I cannot swim. " Alas ! I was not born beneath The Virgin and the Scales, So I must curse my cruel stars, And walk about in Wales.
الصفحة 114 - Down the dark future, through long generations, The echoing sounds grow fainter and then cease; And like a bell, with solemn, sweet vibrations, I hear once more the voice of Christ say, "Peace !" Peace ! and no longer from its brazen portals The blast of War's great organ shakes the skies ! But beautiful as songs of the immortals, The holy melodies of love arise.
الصفحة 154 - So spake he; and was buckling Tighter black Auster's band, When he was aware of a princely pair That rode at his right hand. So like they were, no mortal Might one from other know: White as snow their armour was: Their steeds were white as snow. Never on earthly anvil Did such rare armour gleam; And never did such gallant steeds Drink of an earthly stream.