The Letters of John KeatsReeves & Turner, 1895 - 522 pàgines |
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Pàgina xviii
... courteously allowing me to refer once more to the important Keats Manuscripts in his hands . H. BUXTON FORMAN . 46 MARLBOROUGH HILL , ST . JOHN'S WOOD , August 1895 . LETTERS 19 tu gl PA LETTERS . I. To CHARLES xviii PREFACE .
... courteously allowing me to refer once more to the important Keats Manuscripts in his hands . H. BUXTON FORMAN . 46 MARLBOROUGH HILL , ST . JOHN'S WOOD , August 1895 . LETTERS 19 tu gl PA LETTERS . I. To CHARLES xviii PREFACE .
Pàgina 13
... once ; And he that might the ' vantage best have took , Found out the remedy . That against is in Twelfth Night , Act III , Scene 2 , Maria . For there is no Christian that means to be saved by believing rightly , can ever believe such ...
... once ; And he that might the ' vantage best have took , Found out the remedy . That against is in Twelfth Night , Act III , Scene 2 , Maria . For there is no Christian that means to be saved by believing rightly , can ever believe such ...
Pàgina 14
... Once upon a time . " Perhaps , too , you have rather varied , " Here endeth the first lesson . " Thus I hope you have made a horseshoe business of " unsuperfluous life , " " faint bowers , " and fibrous roots . I vow that I have been ...
... Once upon a time . " Perhaps , too , you have rather varied , " Here endeth the first lesson . " Thus I hope you have made a horseshoe business of " unsuperfluous life , " " faint bowers , " and fibrous roots . I vow that I have been ...
Pàgina 22
... once or twice ; but to no purpose . Instead of Poetry , I have a swimming in my head and feel all the effects of a Mental debauch , lowness of Spirits , anxiety to go on without the power to do so , which does not at all tend to my ...
... once or twice ; but to no purpose . Instead of Poetry , I have a swimming in my head and feel all the effects of a Mental debauch , lowness of Spirits , anxiety to go on without the power to do so , which does not at all tend to my ...
Pàgina 28
... once - be two or three or four day [ s ] about it , and let it be a diary of your little Life . You will preserve all my Letters and I will secure yours - and thus in the course of time we shall each of us have a good Bundle - which ...
... once - be two or three or four day [ s ] about it , and let it be a diary of your little Life . You will preserve all my Letters and I will secure yours - and thus in the course of time we shall each of us have a good Bundle - which ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 256 - BARDS of Passion and of Mirth, Ye have left your souls on earth ! Have ye souls in heaven too, Double-lived in regions new ? Yes, and those of heaven commune With the spheres of sun and moon ; With the noise of fountains wondrous, And the parle of voices thund'rous ; With the whisper of heaven's trees...
Pàgina 210 - As to the poetical character itself (I mean that sort, of which, if I am anything, I am a member; that sort distinguished from the Wordsworthian, or egotistical Sublime ; which is a thing per se, and stands alone...
Pàgina 84 - SOULS of Poets dead and gone, What Elysium have ye known, Happy field or mossy cavern, Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern?
Pàgina 491 - The music, yearning like a God in pain, She scarcely heard: her maiden eyes divine, Fix'd on the floor, saw many a sweeping train Pass by...
Pàgina 2 - GREAT spirits now on earth are sojourning : He of the cloud, the cataract, the lake, Who on Helvellyn's summit, wide awake, Catches his freshness from Archangel's wing : He of the rose, the violet, the spring, The social smile, the chain for Freedom's sake : And lo ! whose steadfastness would never take A meaner sound than Raphael's whispering. And other spirits there are standing apart Upon the forehead of the age to come : These, these will give the world another heart, And other pulses. Hear ye...
Pàgina 57 - Dilke upon various subjects ; several things dove-tailed in my mind, and at once it struck me what quality went to form a man of achievement, especially in literature, and which Shakespeare possessed so enormously — I mean Negative Capability, that is, when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason.
Pàgina 80 - WHEN I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, Before high-piled books, in charact'ry, Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain; When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance; And when I feel, fair creature of an hour, That...
Pàgina 331 - Mid hush'd, cool-rooted flowers, fragrant-eyed, Blue, silver-white, and budded Tyrian, They lay calm-breathing on the bedded grass; Their arms embraced, and their pinions too; Their lips touch'd not, but had not bade adieu, As if disjoined by soft-handed slumber, And ready still past kisses to outnumber At tender eye-dawn of aurorean love: The winged boy I knew; But who wast thou, O happy, happy dove? His Psyche true! O latest born and loveliest vision far Of all Olympus
Pàgina 332 - When holy were the haunted forest boughs, Holy the air, the water, and the fire...
Pàgina 84 - Drest as though bold Robin Hood Would, with his maid Marian, Sup and bowse from horn and can. I have heard that on a day Mine host's sign-board flew away, Nobody knew whither, till An astrologer's old quill To a sheepskin gave the story, Said he saw you in your glory, Underneath a...