Arthur Hugh Clough: A Monograph

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AMS Press, 1883 - 333 頁
 

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第 206 頁 - Say not, the struggle nought availeth, The labour and the wounds are vain, The enemy faints not, nor faileth, And as things have been they remain.
第 145 頁 - He cometh not, the people cries, Nor bringeth God to sight : Lo these thy gods, that safety give, Adore and keep the feast ! Deluding and deluded cries The Prophet's brother-Priest : And Israel all bows down to fall Before the gilded beast. Devout, indeed ! that priestly creed, O Man, reject as sin ; The clouded hill attend thou still, And him that went within. He yet shall bring some worthy thing For waiting souls to see ; Some sacred word that he hath heard Their light and life shall be ; Some...
第 119 頁 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong: I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay...
第 98 頁 - Too rare, too rare, grow now my visits here, But once I knew each field, each flower, each stick; And with the country-folk acquaintance made By barn in threshing-time, by new-built rick. Here, too, our shepherd-pipes we first assay'd. Ah me! this many a year My pipe is lost, my shepherd's holiday...
第 246 頁 - Half dust, half deity, alike unfit To sink or soar, with our mixed essence, make A conflict of its elements, and breathe The breath of degradation and of pride, Contending with low wants and lofty will, Till our mortality predominates, And men are — what they name not to themselves, And trust not to each other.
第 229 頁 - But country folks who live beneath The shadow of the steeple; The parson and the parson's wife, And mostly married people...
第 312 頁 - In garden plots the children play, The fields the labourers till, And houses stand on either hand, And thou descendest still. O life descending into death, Our waking eyes behold, Parent and friend thy lapse attend, Companions young and old.
第 186 頁 - Thus fell the boy on the beast ; thus rolled up the beast in his horror, Once, as the dead eyes glared into his ; then his sides, death-sharpened, Stiffened and stood, brown rock, in the wash of the wandering water.
第 323 頁 - Sincerity, his indisputable air of Truth. Here are no fabulous woes or joys; no hollow fantastic sentimentalities ; no wiredrawn refmings, either in thought or feeling: the passion that is traced before us has glowed in a living heart; the opinion he utters has risen in his own understanding, and been a light to his own steps.
第 324 頁 - Si vis me fiere, is applicable in a wider sense than the literal one. To every poet, to every writer, we might say : Be true, if you would be believed. Let a man but speak forth with genuine earnestness the thought, the emotion, the actual condition of his own heart ; and other men, so strangely are we all knit together, by the tie of sympathy, must and will give heed to him.

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