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actual animals appearance artist association beauty become believe body called cause CHAPTER character clouds color common conceive conception connected considered consistent creature delight dependent desire Divine effect equal evident existence expression fact faculty false fancy farther fear feeling function give given greater hand head heart human ideal ideas imagination impressions influence instance kind least leave less light lines look lower material matter means measure mind moral namely nature necessary never noble object observed operation painful painter painting perfect perhaps picture pleasure possible present principle proportion pure purity qualities reader reason received reference regard relation represented respecting rest seems seen sense separate side signs speak spirit suppose term things thought tion trees true truth unity whole
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Page 168 - Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength...
Page 137 - And he took up his parable and said, Balaam the son of Beor hath said, and the man whose eyes are open hath said...
Page 91 - One lesson, shepherd, let us two divide, Taught both by what she shows, and what conceals • Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
Page 39 - From God who is our home. Heaven lies about us in our infancy. Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing boy; But he beholds the light and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy. The youth who daily farther from the East Must travel, still is Nature's priest, And, by the vision splendid, Is on his way attended. At length the man perceives it die away And fade into the light of common day.
Page 274 - Oh, what a tangled web we weave, When first we practise to deceive...
Page 280 - Fear and trembling Hope, Silence and Foresight ; Death the Skeleton And Time the Shadow ; — there to celebrate, As in a natural temple scattered o'er With altars undisturbed of mossy stone, United worship ; or in mute repose To lie, and listen to the mountain flood Murmuring from Glaramara's inmost caves, 1803.
Page 197 - Sweet flower ! for by that name at last, When all my reveries are past, I call thee, and to that cleave fast, Sweet silent creature ! That breath'st with me in sun and air, Do thou, as thou art wont, repair My heart with gladness, and a share Of thy meek nature ! TO THE SAME FLOWER.
Page 84 - That which doth assign unto each thing the kind, that which doth moderate the force and power, that which doth appoint the form and measure, of working, the same we term a law.
Page 167 - Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?
Page 145 - On the dry smooth-shaven Green, To behold the wandering Moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the Heaven's wide pathless way; And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
Bibliographic information
| Title | Works, Volumes 2-3 Works, John Ruskin |
| Author | John Ruskin |
| Publisher | J. Wiley & sons, 1887 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 15 Apr 2008 |
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