The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by Various Writers and a General Introduction, Том 4Macmillan, 1881 |
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... better chosen . The poet travels from Geneva to Naples ; and his itinerary brings picturesque features , alternately with romantic traditions and memorable facts in history , into a natural sequence of poetic themes . They are described ...
... better chosen . The poet travels from Geneva to Naples ; and his itinerary brings picturesque features , alternately with romantic traditions and memorable facts in history , into a natural sequence of poetic themes . They are described ...
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... better instance than in the description of the Dell , in Fears in Solitude— ' A green and silent spot amid the hills , A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky lark ever poised himself- ' But the dell , Bathed by the ...
... better instance than in the description of the Dell , in Fears in Solitude— ' A green and silent spot amid the hills , A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky lark ever poised himself- ' But the dell , Bathed by the ...
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... better sun from that long wintry night , Thus in thy country's triumphs shalt rejoice , And mock with raptures high the dungeon's might : For lo ! the morning struggles into day , And Slavery's spectres shriek and vanish from the ray ...
... better sun from that long wintry night , Thus in thy country's triumphs shalt rejoice , And mock with raptures high the dungeon's might : For lo ! the morning struggles into day , And Slavery's spectres shriek and vanish from the ray ...
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... better far were mute . For lo ! the New - moon winter - bright ! And overspread with phantom light , ( With swimming phantom light o'erspread But rimmed and circled by a silver thread ) I see the old Moon in her lap , foretelling The ...
... better far were mute . For lo ! the New - moon winter - bright ! And overspread with phantom light , ( With swimming phantom light o'erspread But rimmed and circled by a silver thread ) I see the old Moon in her lap , foretelling The ...
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... exaltation ; nor is it to be obtained in any better way than by occupying the mind's eye with natural beauty and the mind's ear with the gentle melodies by which it is most aptly accompanied . This exercise 158 THE ENGLISH POETS .
... exaltation ; nor is it to be obtained in any better way than by occupying the mind's eye with natural beauty and the mind's ear with the gentle melodies by which it is most aptly accompanied . This exercise 158 THE ENGLISH POETS .
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Стр. 459 - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: — Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Стр. 28 - 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. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
Стр. 324 - NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning.
Стр. 60 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind ; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be, In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering, In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Стр. 386 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear: If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, • Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now.
Стр. 457 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Стр. 454 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Стр. 376 - Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams The blue Mediterranean, where he lay, Lulled by the coil of his crystalline streams, Beside a pumice isle in Baiae's bay, And saw in sleep old palaces and towers Quivering within the wave's intenser day, All overgrown with azure moss and flowers So sweet, the sense faints picturing them!
Стр. 383 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Стр. 41 - REAPER Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass ! Reaping and singing by herself ; Stop here, or gently pass ! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain ; O listen ! for the vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.