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Updated: May 11, 2025
His nostrils distended at the memory and again he searched the lowlands. No, there was not a shadow of a place where man might be concealed and that scent could be nothing but a snare and an illusion. To be sure there were other ways hardly less convenient to the waterhole, but why should he be turned from the easiest way day after day because of this unbodied warning? He started down the slope.
The fancies follow one another as rapidly as if Shelley had been only four years old. Frank's father would have been troubled at the lack of business-like grasp of the subject. What was the skylark like? It was Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. Then again, it was Like a star of heaven In the broad daylight. It was Like a poet hidden In the light of thought.
Oh, Ahab! what shall be grand in thee, it must needs be plucked at from the skies, and dived for in the deep, and featured in the unbodied air!
Oh, Ahab! what shall be grand in thee, it must needs be plucked at from the skies, and dived for in the deep, and featured in the unbodied air!
Yet there is here and there in it a masterly touch like the following: Either my mind has lost its energy, Or the unbodied spirits of my fathers, Beneath the night's dark wings, pass to and fro, In doleful agitation hovering round me. Methought my father, with a mournful look, Beheld me. Sudden from unconscious pause I wak'd, and but his marble bust was here.
Bird thou never wert," and he likens the lark to "an unbodied joy." He peoples the garden in his lyric, The Sensitive Plant, with flowers that are definite, individual manifestations of "the Spirit of Love felt everywhere," the same power on which Shelley enthusiastically relied for the speedy transformation of the world.
"'Tis thine the unbodied spirits of the blessed, To guide to bliss, and with thy golden rod To rule the shades; above, below, caressed By every god." Mercury, as we have seen, was among the Ancients, only another name for Noah. "Indeed," says Dr.
"There! take that! and that! and that!" stamping them with his foot; "poor broken-backed, halting, limping, club-footed, no-going, unbodied, unsouled, nameless things. How do you like it? What business had you to be? You had no right to be born never were born; had no capacity for birth; you don't even amount to failures! Words are wasted on you: let me see if you'll burn."
There was my world, there would my heart dilate, And my aspiring soul dissolve in prayer Unto that Spirit of Love whose energies Were active round me, yet whose presence, sphered In the unsearchable, unbodied air, Made itself felt, but reigned invisible. This ere the day that from my past divides My present, and that made me what I am.
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