Evenings in ArcadiaJohn Dennis E. Moxon, 1865 - Всего страниц: 321 |
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... genius not often good critics - Michael Drayton , his poetry and his fame - A sonnet -His copiousness contrasted with the fertility of Spenser -Remarks of Professor Wilson 31 PAGE CHAPTER III . Summer pleasures at Lynton - Eclogues.
... genius not often good critics - Michael Drayton , his poetry and his fame - A sonnet -His copiousness contrasted with the fertility of Spenser -Remarks of Professor Wilson 31 PAGE CHAPTER III . Summer pleasures at Lynton - Eclogues.
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... genius - The fame of poets more secure than the fame of warriors or statesmen - Poets prophesy their own immortality - Cowper's views on the subject - The delight of poets in their work - The law of compensation- Southey's Life of ...
... genius - The fame of poets more secure than the fame of warriors or statesmen - Poets prophesy their own immortality - Cowper's views on the subject - The delight of poets in their work - The law of compensation- Southey's Life of ...
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... genius . STANLEY . Like Chaucer , many of our greatest poets have been city livers ; and they are said to have found their choicest moments of inspiration , when imprisoned within city walls . Perhaps there is more in the life and stir ...
... genius . STANLEY . Like Chaucer , many of our greatest poets have been city livers ; and they are said to have found their choicest moments of inspiration , when imprisoned within city walls . Perhaps there is more in the life and stir ...
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... genius of Spenser ; so it seems we are all agreed to love and honour this noble poet . In this hasty , restless age his great poem does not meet with half the praise it merits . Every long poem is considered tedious ; every imaginative ...
... genius of Spenser ; so it seems we are all agreed to love and honour this noble poet . In this hasty , restless age his great poem does not meet with half the praise it merits . Every long poem is considered tedious ; every imaginative ...
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... genius in the sphere of rural poetry . HARTLEY . No , truly . His landscape is the landscape of fairy land ; his pictures of country life , though warm and almost dazzling in colour , take us away in fancy to a region of rarest beauty ...
... genius in the sphere of rural poetry . HARTLEY . No , truly . His landscape is the landscape of fairy land ; his pictures of country life , though warm and almost dazzling in colour , take us away in fancy to a region of rarest beauty ...
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Стр. 103 - She shall be sportive as the Fawn That wild with glee across the lawn Or up the mountain springs ; And hers shall be the breathing balm, And hers the silence and the calm Of mute insensate things. " 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.
Стр. 127 - Read from some humbler poet. Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start...
Стр. 232 - I love the Brooks which down their channels fret, Even more than when I tripped lightly as they; The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality...
Стр. 261 - 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.
Стр. 275 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
Стр. 52 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home ; Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad ; Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds...
Стр. 62 - Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows ; And, when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Стр. 35 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Стр. 48 - twere well, and only therefore Desire to breed by me. — Here 's flowers for you ; Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram ; The marigold, that goes to bed with the sun, And with him rises weeping ; these are flowers Of middle summer, and I think they are given To men of middle age.
Стр. 148 - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove: But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No...