Essays Chiefly on Poetry, Том 1Macmillan and Company, 1887 |
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... poem could never have been conceived by one who had been rendered indifferent to human interests through an exclusive devotion to ideal Beauty or abstract Truth . Embodied Vices are but abstractions , and do not constitute human ...
... poem could never have been conceived by one who had been rendered indifferent to human interests through an exclusive devotion to ideal Beauty or abstract Truth . Embodied Vices are but abstractions , and do not constitute human ...
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... poem that the same high spell should not have overawed all besides . They , in compassion of her tender youth , And wonder of her beautie soverayne , Are wonne with pitty and unwonted ruth ; And all prostrate upon the lowly playne , Doe ...
... poem that the same high spell should not have overawed all besides . They , in compassion of her tender youth , And wonder of her beautie soverayne , Are wonne with pitty and unwonted ruth ; And all prostrate upon the lowly playne , Doe ...
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... poets , the French , or the English , he fixed his gaze steadily on the fair countenance of humanity . No doubt that ... poem which repro- duced and transfigured them . It may be well to advert to another opinion often put forward ...
... poets , the French , or the English , he fixed his gaze steadily on the fair countenance of humanity . No doubt that ... poem which repro- duced and transfigured them . It may be well to advert to another opinion often put forward ...
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... poem ; and the memorial of that time remains in the well - known lines- Full little know'st thou that hast not tried , What hell it is , etc. In one respect , however , it must be admitted that the Renaissance had assisted Spenser : it ...
... poem ; and the memorial of that time remains in the well - known lines- Full little know'st thou that hast not tried , What hell it is , etc. In one respect , however , it must be admitted that the Renaissance had assisted Spenser : it ...
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... poem of the middle ages was never written , and the opportunity is lost . Spenser was the man to have written it ... poetic point of view , as Chaucer's enchanting " Legend of St. Cecilia " has given us in a fragmentary form . In the ...
... poem of the middle ages was never written , and the opportunity is lost . Spenser was the man to have written it ... poetic point of view , as Chaucer's enchanting " Legend of St. Cecilia " has given us in a fragmentary form . In the ...
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Стр. 151 - 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.
Стр. 254 - 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!
Стр. 130 - 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...
Стр. 254 - O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
Стр. 261 - 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.
Стр. 143 - 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.
Стр. 253 - 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.
Стр. 157 - 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...
Стр. 191 - 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...
Стр. 130 - 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.