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The Romance of Biography. Chapters on the Strange and Wonderful in Human Life - Page 34
by Edwin Paxton Hood - 1876 - 383 pages
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volume 16

1849 - 606 pages
...should not -feel ; or rather my happiness should not be so fine ; and my solitude is sublime. Then, instead of what I have described, there is a sublimity...roaring of the wind is my wife, and the stars through my window panes are my children. The mighty abstract idea of beauty in all things I have, stifles the...
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Life, Letters, and Literary Remains, of John Keats

John Keats - 1848 - 414 pages
...beyond claret, the window opening on Winandermere, I should not feel, or rather my happiness should not be, so fine ; my solitude is sublime — for,...window-panes are my children; the mighty abstract Idea of Beauty in all things, I have, stifles the more divided and minute domestic happiness. An amiable...
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Life, letters, and literary remains, of John Keats, Volume 1

Richard Monckton Milnes (1st baron Houghton.) - 1848 - 328 pages
...beyond claret, the window opening on Winandermere, I should not feel, or rather my happiness should not be, so fine ; my solitude is sublime — for,...window-panes are my children ; the mighty abstract Idea of Beauty in all things, I have, stifles the more divided and minute domestic happiness. An amiable...
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Life, Letters, and Literary Remains, of John Keats

John Keats - 1848 - 420 pages
...Winandermere, I should not feel, or rather my happiness should not be, so fine ; my solitude is sublime—for, instead of what I have described, there is a sublimity...window-panes are my children ; the mighty abstract Idea of Beauty in all things, I have, stifles the more divided and minute domestic happiness. An amiable...
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The Dublin Review, Part 2

Nicholas Patrick Wiseman - 1848 - 570 pages
...happiness should not be, so fine ; my solitude is sublime — for, instead of what I have describad, there is a sublimity to welcome me home ; the roaring...window-panes are my children ; the mighty abstract Idea of Beauty in all things I have, stifles the more divided and minute domestic happiness. An amiable...
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Macphail's Edinburgh ecclesiastical journal and literary review, Volumes 5-6

1848 - 916 pages
...not be so fine ; my solitude is sublime — for there is a sublimity to welcome me home, the roariiig of the wind is my wife, and the stars through my window-panes are mjr children." This is but pretty nonsense, and the poet by and bye felt the power of woman, though...
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The North British Review, Volume 10

1849 - 636 pages
...I should not feel, or rather my happiness should not be so fine; and my solitude is sublime. Then, instead of what I have described, there is a sublimity...roaring of the wind is my wife, and the stars through my window panes are my children. The mighty abstract idea of beauty in all things I have, stifles the...
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The Daguerreotype, Volume 3

1849 - 588 pages
...I should not feel, or rather my happiness should not be so fine ; and my solitude is sublime. Then, instead of what I have described, there is a sublimity...roaring of the wind is my wife, and the stars through my window panes are my children. The mighty abstract idea of beauty in all things I have, stifles the...
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volume 16

1849 - 588 pages
...should not feel ; or rather my happiness should not be so fine ; and my solitude is sublime. Then, y station, by day or by night, The will of my Master to do : He lent me my lot, be it hum tho wind is my wife, and the stars through my window panes are my children. The mighty abstract idea...
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The Benares magazine, Volume 4

1850 - 540 pages
...last night the moon had dwindled in heaven, from disgust at Devonshire scenery." Again he writes, " There is a sublimity to welcome me home, the roaring of the wind is my wife ; the stars through my window panes are my children ; the mighty abstract idea of Beauty in all things,...
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