Naturalism in English PoetryJ. M. Dent, 1920 - 289 páginas |
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... strange , share in the life of the whole and are linked to the being of one another . None of them is an isolated growth . It is a good exercise for students to trace these connexions either back to the past or onwards to the future ...
... strange , share in the life of the whole and are linked to the being of one another . None of them is an isolated growth . It is a good exercise for students to trace these connexions either back to the past or onwards to the future ...
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... Strange shapes o'erbrow the vallies deep , And holy Genii guard the rock , Its glooms embrown , its springs unlock , While on its rich ambitious head An Eden like his own lies spread , I view that Oak the fancied glades among , By which ...
... Strange shapes o'erbrow the vallies deep , And holy Genii guard the rock , Its glooms embrown , its springs unlock , While on its rich ambitious head An Eden like his own lies spread , I view that Oak the fancied glades among , By which ...
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... strange to say that a movement for man should produce a passion for Nature in which man was at times forgotten . But it must be remembered that man was never really left aside by these poets . Nature came to be felt in this intense way ...
... strange to say that a movement for man should produce a passion for Nature in which man was at times forgotten . But it must be remembered that man was never really left aside by these poets . Nature came to be felt in this intense way ...
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... strange and dreadful contrast to the gentle life with the women and ani- mals he loved , to the gentle natural scenery his heart admired . Again , one would have thought from the rude sub- jects and the miserable tragedy Crabbe painted ...
... strange and dreadful contrast to the gentle life with the women and ani- mals he loved , to the gentle natural scenery his heart admired . Again , one would have thought from the rude sub- jects and the miserable tragedy Crabbe painted ...
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... strange contrast to the meditative quietudes of the greater part of his work . I cannot help thinking that the poem of Alexander Selkirk , I am monarch of all I survey , has in it a personal note , more personal than the subject ...
... strange contrast to the meditative quietudes of the greater part of his work . I cannot help thinking that the poem of Alexander Selkirk , I am monarch of all I survey , has in it a personal note , more personal than the subject ...
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Términos y frases comunes
artificial beauty born breathe Burns Byron Cain character Christ Coleridge Collins conception Cowper Crabbe death delight doctrine dwell earth elements emotion England English poetry essay eternal evil expression faith fate feel felt flower France French Revolution genius gentle Grasmere Gray happy heart hope human nature ideal ideas imagination impulse infinite James Thomson Jesus lived love of Nature lyric Lyrical Ballads mankind melan melancholy Milton mind misery moral mountain Naturalist never noble original sin Pantheism passion philosophy phrases poem poetic poets Pope Pope's Prometheus Prometheus Unbound Queen Mab quiet realise religion Revolt of Islam Revolution romantic satire scenery Scotland Scottish sentiment Shelley Shelley's sing society song sorrow soul speak spirit streams temper thee theology things Thomson thou thought tion touch tree true universe verse weary whole wild wind words Wordsworth written wrote youth
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Página 139 - The floating Clouds their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Página 138 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, 'A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ! This child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. 'Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse ; and with me The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Página 273 - Kent. Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Página 56 - With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing; Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises...
Página 205 - That Light whose smile kindles the universe, That Beauty in which all things work and move, That Benediction which the eclipsing curse Of birth can quench not, that sustaining Love Which through the web of being blindly wove By man, and beast, and earth, and air, and sea, Burns bright or dim, as each are mirrors of The fire for which all thirst, — now beams on me, Consuming the last clouds of cold mortality.
Página 152 - Paradise, and groves Elysian, Fortunate Fields — like those of old Sought in the Atlantic Main — why should they be A history only of departed things, Or a mere fiction of what never was ? For the discerning intellect of Man, When wedded to this goodly universe In love and holy passion, shall find these A simple produce of the common day.
Página 239 - Alas, poor Yorick ! I knew him, 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...
Página 164 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began.
Página 245 - Could I embody and unbosom now, That which is most within me, — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe — into one word, And that one word were lightning, I would speak ; But as it is, I live and die unheard, [sword.
Página 169 - Through the clouds ere they divide them; And this atmosphere divinest Shrouds thee wheresoe'er thou shinest. Fair are others; none beholds thee, <• But thy voice sounds low and tender Like the fairest, for it folds thee From the sight, that liquid splendour, And all feel, yet see thee never, As I feel now, lost for ever!