Essays Chiefly on Poetry, Volumen1Macmillan and Company, 1887 |
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... readers who do not combine an unusual thought- fulness with a large imagination . It is also true that there is much in human character in which he took little of that special interest which a dramatist takes ; and no less that much of ...
... readers who do not combine an unusual thought- fulness with a large imagination . It is also true that there is much in human character in which he took little of that special interest which a dramatist takes ; and no less that much of ...
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... readers who do not combine an unusual thought- fulness with a large imagination . It is also true that there is much in human character in which he took little of that special interest which a dramatist takes ; and no less that much of ...
... readers who do not combine an unusual thought- fulness with a large imagination . It is also true that there is much in human character in which he took little of that special interest which a dramatist takes ; and no less that much of ...
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... reader of Ariosto , gave back the volumes of Spenser which Leigh Hunt had urged him to peruse , with no remark except , " I can make nothing of him . " The magnificent ideal design on which Spenser founded his Faery Queen was one which ...
... reader of Ariosto , gave back the volumes of Spenser which Leigh Hunt had urged him to peruse , with no remark except , " I can make nothing of him . " The magnificent ideal design on which Spenser founded his Faery Queen was one which ...
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... reader , not the poet . He had himself interpreted Britomart , and her un- intended victory— Unlucky mayd to seek him far and wide , Whom , when he was unto herself most nie , She through his late disguisement could him not descrie ! It ...
... reader , not the poet . He had himself interpreted Britomart , and her un- intended victory— Unlucky mayd to seek him far and wide , Whom , when he was unto herself most nie , She through his late disguisement could him not descrie ! It ...
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... reader of Scott's Lord of the Isles , and of Macaulay's Prophecy of Capys , when they come to the finest passage in each , may recognise its original here . Among the most remarkable instances , perhaps , of the mode in which Spenser's ...
... reader of Scott's Lord of the Isles , and of Macaulay's Prophecy of Capys , when they come to the finest passage in each , may recognise its original here . Among the most remarkable instances , perhaps , of the mode in which Spenser's ...
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admirable affirms aspirations beauty belongs Belphoebe blended Book breath canto character characteristic chiefly cloud delight descriptive divine doth drama dream Duke of Bourbon earth face faculty Faery Queen fair faith fear flowers French Revolution genius gods goodly grace grave happy harmony Hartley Coleridge hath heart heaven higher human ideal illustrated images imagination inspiration instinct intellectual knight Laodamia less Liberty light live look Lucretius man's mighty mind moral mountain Nature Nature's never Ode to Duty once pain pass passages passion pathos peace Philip van Artevelde poem poet poet affirms poet's poetic political Protesilaus reader regarded scene seemed sense song sonnet sorrow soul Spenser's philosophy Spenser's poetry spirit stanza sweet sympathy thee theme things thou thought Tintern Abbey Toussaint L'Ouverture true truth virtue vision voice William Rowan Hamilton wisdom wise Words Wordsworth's poetry worth's youth
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Página 188 - Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!
Página 111 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Página 90 - As a huge stone is sometimes seen to lie Couched on the bald top of an eminence; Wonder to all who do the same espy, By what means it could thither come, and whence; So that it seems a thing endued with sense: Like a sea-beast crawled forth, that on a shelf Of rock or sand reposeth, there to sun itself...
Página 188 - O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
Página 195 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy ; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Página 103 - tis surely blind. But welcome fortitude, and patient cheer, And frequent sights of what is to be borne ! Such sights, or worse, as are before me here. — Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.
Página 187 - 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.
Página 117 - Wisdom and spirit of the universe ! Thou soul that art the eternity of thought, That givest to forms and images a breath And everlasting motion, not in vain By day or star-light thus from my first dawn Of childhood didst thou intertwine for me The passions that build up our human soul...
Página 149 - It is not to be thought of that the flood Of British freedom, which, to the open sea ..:"- Of the world's praise, from dark antiquity Hath flowed, " with pomp of waters unwithstood...
Página 90 - I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride; Of Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain-side : By our own spirits are we deified : We poets in our youth begin in gladness; But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.