English Romantic VersePenguin UK, 30 авг. 1973 г. - Всего страниц: 384 English Romantic poetry from its beginnings and its flowering to the first signs of its decadence. Nearly all the famous piéces de résistance will be found here - 'Intimations of Immortality', 'The Ancient Mariner', 'The Tyger', excerpts from 'Don Juan' - as well as some less familiar poems. As far as possible the poets are arranged in chronological order, and their poems in order of composition, beginning with eighteenth-century precursors such as Gray, Cowper, Burns and Chatterton. Naturally most space has been given over to the major Romantics - Blake, Wordsworth, Coleridge, Byron, Shelley, Clare and Keats - although their successors, poets such as Beddoes and Poe, are included too, as well as early poems by Tennyson and Browning. In an excellent introduction David Wright discusses the Romantics as a historical phenomenon, and points out their central ideals and themes. |
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... eyes are bright with it; in the poems, admirable as they are, he seems rather to have designs – and literary designs at that – upon his reader. The line between poetry and poesy, between imagination and fantasy, wavers dangerously ...
... eyes are bright with it; in the poems, admirable as they are, he seems rather to have designs – and literary designs at that – upon his reader. The line between poetry and poesy, between imagination and fantasy, wavers dangerously ...
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... eyes must roll no more. Thus, if eternal justice rules the ball, Thus shall your wives, and thus your children fall: On all the line a sudden vengeance waits, And frequent hearses shall besiege your gates; There passengers shall stand ...
... eyes must roll no more. Thus, if eternal justice rules the ball, Thus shall your wives, and thus your children fall: On all the line a sudden vengeance waits, And frequent hearses shall besiege your gates; There passengers shall stand ...
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... eyes thy form shall part, And the last pang shall tear thee from his heart, Life's idle business at one gasp be o'er, The Muse forgot, and thou belov'd no more! JAMES THOMSON 1700–1748 From The Seasons SPRING (i) Come, gentle.
... eyes thy form shall part, And the last pang shall tear thee from his heart, Life's idle business at one gasp be o'er, The Muse forgot, and thou belov'd no more! JAMES THOMSON 1700–1748 From The Seasons SPRING (i) Come, gentle.
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... Eye the bleak heavens, and next, the glistening earth, With looks of dumb despair; then sad, dispers'd, Dig, for the wither'd herb, thro' heaps of snow. CHARLES WESLEY 1707–1778 Wrestling Jacob Come, O Thou Traveller unknown,
... Eye the bleak heavens, and next, the glistening earth, With looks of dumb despair; then sad, dispers'd, Dig, for the wither'd herb, thro' heaps of snow. CHARLES WESLEY 1707–1778 Wrestling Jacob Come, O Thou Traveller unknown,
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... eyes. Smiles on past misfortune's brow Soft reflection's hand can trace; And o'er the cheek of sorrow throw A melancholy grace; While hope prolongs our happier hour, Or deepest shades, that dimly lour And blacken round our weary way ...
... eyes. Smiles on past misfortune's brow Soft reflection's hand can trace; And o'er the cheek of sorrow throw A melancholy grace; While hope prolongs our happier hour, Or deepest shades, that dimly lour And blacken round our weary way ...
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ADORATION ancient Mariner beauty beneath bird bless blest breast breath bright CHRISTOPHER SMART Clare cloud cold Dardanelles dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth Emily Brontë EMILY JANE BRONTË eternal eyes fair fear flowers frae gentle George Darley Glorious glory God’s green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven Helvellyn Holy Thursday JAMES CLARENCE MANGAN John Clare life’s light live Lord loud man’s moon morn mourn Nature’s ne’er never night o’er pale poems poet poetry Romantic Romantic poetry round sigh silent sing sleep snow song sons of soul sorrow soul sound spirit Spring stars stream strong summer sweet tears thee there’s thine things THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES thou art thought thro Thy Name Thy Nature trees trembling Twas voice waves weep wild William Wordsworth wind wings wither’d woods Wordsworth youth