Comparatively, we can excuse any offense against the heart, but not against the imagination. The imagination knows--nothing escape...s its glance from out its eyry--and it controls the breast.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It appeared to have no companion in the universe,--sporting there alone,--and to need none but the morning and the ether with whic...h it played. It was not lonely, but made all the earth lonely beneath it. Where was the parent which hatched it, its kindred, and its father in the heavens? The tenant of the air, it seemed related to the earth but by an egg hatched some time in the crevice of a crag;Mor was its native nest made in the angle of a cloud, woven of the rainbow's trimmings and the sunset sky, and lined with some soft midsummer haze caught up from earth? Its eyry now some cliffy cloud.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »