The Literary History of England in the End of the Eighteenth and Beginning of the Ninetheenth Century, Том 1Macmillan and Company, 1882 |
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... nature , he to do better than a poor player of three hundred ago , with few models , no rules of composition , and rticular training at all . d yet somehow it is not so . The expectation is reality presumptuous , though it seems presump ...
... nature , he to do better than a poor player of three hundred ago , with few models , no rules of composition , and rticular training at all . d yet somehow it is not so . The expectation is reality presumptuous , though it seems presump ...
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... nature , he ht to do better than a poor player of three hundred rs ago , with few models , no rules of composition , and particular training at all . And yet somehow it is not so . The expectation is in reality presumptuous , though it ...
... nature , he ht to do better than a poor player of three hundred rs ago , with few models , no rules of composition , and particular training at all . And yet somehow it is not so . The expectation is in reality presumptuous , though it ...
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... nature , was in circumstances which made his idleness as excusable as idleness can ever be . These were the days of ... natural , with his uncle's daughter . When his appren- ticeship to the attorney was over , and he began to live alone ...
... nature , was in circumstances which made his idleness as excusable as idleness can ever be . These were the days of ... natural , with his uncle's daughter . When his appren- ticeship to the attorney was over , and he began to live alone ...
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... nature as any other division of humanity , born to know no passion , but to be affection- ately dependent upon the affection of women in all rela- tions of life save one . " " The " seven Westminster men who formed the Nonsense Club ...
... nature as any other division of humanity , born to know no passion , but to be affection- ately dependent upon the affection of women in all rela- tions of life save one . " " The " seven Westminster men who formed the Nonsense Club ...
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... nature , I at once accepted it , " he says ; but the very next moment " seemed to receive a dagger in my heart . " It was the lesser appointment , that of Clerk to the Journals , which he had hoped for , chiefly , as it would seem ...
... nature , I at once accepted it , " he says ; but the very next moment " seemed to receive a dagger in my heart . " It was the lesser appointment , that of Clerk to the Journals , which he had hoped for , chiefly , as it would seem ...
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Стр. 204 - Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast : — Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized...
Стр. 173 - DURING the first year that Mr. Wordsworth and I were neighbours, our conversations turned frequently on the two cardinal points of poetry, the power of exciting the sympathy of the reader by a faithful adherence to the truth of nature, and the power of giving the interest of novelty by the modifying colours of imagination.
Стр. 202 - Love had he found in huts where poor Men lie : His daily Teachers had been Woods and Rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Стр. 173 - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Стр. 177 - Lyrical Ballads, in which it was agreed that my endeavours should be directed to persons and characters supernatural, or at least romantic — yet so as to transfer from our inward nature a human interest and a semblance of truth sufficient to procure for these shadows of imagination that willing suspension of disbelief, for the moment, which constitutes poetic faith.
Стр. 197 - So through the darkness and the cold we flew, and not a voice was idle: with the din smitten, the precipices rang aloud; the leafless trees and every icy crag tinkled like iron; while far distant hills into the tumult sent an alien sound of melancholy not unnoticed, while the stars eastward were sparkling clear, and in the west the orange sky of evening died away...
Стр. 80 - To leave the bonnie banks of Ayr. Farewell, old Coila's hills and dales, Her heathy moors and winding vales ; The scenes where wretched fancy roves, Pursuing past, unhappy loves! Farewell, my friends ! Farewell, my foes! My peace with these, my love with those— The bursting tears my heart declare, Farewell the bonnie banks of Ayr ! SONG.
Стр. 178 - Around, around flew each sweet sound, Then darted to the sun ; Slowly the sounds came back again, Now mixed, now one by one. Sometimes...
Стр. 173 - I gazed — and gazed — but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought : For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude ; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
Стр. 196 - Keen pangs of Love, awakening as a babe Turbulent, with an outcry in the heart ; And fears self-willed, that shunned the eye of hope ; And hope that scarce would know itself from fear ; Sense of past youth, and manhood come in vain, And genius given, and knowledge won in vain...