The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by Various Writers and a General Introduction, Volum 4Thomas Humphry Ward Macmillan, 1905 |
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... stood By Nature's side among the men of old , And so shall stand for ever . ' All this doctrine was strange to his age ; it has ceased to be so to In various ways and with varying merit , Thackeray and Dickens and George Eliot , and a ...
... stood By Nature's side among the men of old , And so shall stand for ever . ' All this doctrine was strange to his age ; it has ceased to be so to In various ways and with varying merit , Thackeray and Dickens and George Eliot , and a ...
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... stood : -his austere purity and perfection of language , the wideness of his range , the freshness of his thought , the unfailing certainty of his eye ; his unswerving truth , and , above all , his magnificent gift of imagination ...
... stood : -his austere purity and perfection of language , the wideness of his range , the freshness of his thought , the unfailing certainty of his eye ; his unswerving truth , and , above all , his magnificent gift of imagination ...
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... stood together ; and that I , so long A worshipper of Nature , hither came Unwearied in that service : rather say With warmer love - oh ! with far deeper zeal Of holier love . Nor wilt thou then forget , That after many wanderings ...
... stood together ; and that I , so long A worshipper of Nature , hither came Unwearied in that service : rather say With warmer love - oh ! with far deeper zeal Of holier love . Nor wilt thou then forget , That after many wanderings ...
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... stood That overlooked the moor ; And thence they saw the bridge of wood , A furlong from their door . They wept - and , turning homeward , cried , ' In heaven we all shall meet ! ' -When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's ...
... stood That overlooked the moor ; And thence they saw the bridge of wood , A furlong from their door . They wept - and , turning homeward , cried , ' In heaven we all shall meet ! ' -When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's ...
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... stood Mute - looking at the grave in which he lies ! ( 1799. ) INFLUENCE OF NATURAL OBJECTS IN CALLING FORTH AND STRENGTHENING THE IMAGINATION IN BOYHOOD AND EARLY YOUTH . [ Prelude I. ] Wisdom and Spirit of the universe ! Thou Soul ...
... stood Mute - looking at the grave in which he lies ! ( 1799. ) INFLUENCE OF NATURAL OBJECTS IN CALLING FORTH AND STRENGTHENING THE IMAGINATION IN BOYHOOD AND EARLY YOUTH . [ Prelude I. ] Wisdom and Spirit of the universe ! Thou Soul ...
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The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by ..., Volum 4 Matthew Arnold Visualització completa - 1881 |
The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by ..., Volum 4 Thomas Humphry Ward Visualització completa - 1900 |
The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by ..., Volum 4 Matthew Arnold Visualització completa - 1881 |
Frases i termes més freqüents
beauty beneath blank verse breast breath bright brow Byron Charles Lamb charm cloud cold Coleridge dæmons dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth EDMUND W EDWARD DOWDEN Emily Brontë eyes fair Fanny Brawne fear feel flowers friends gaze grave green hand happy Hartley Coleridge hast hath hear heard heart heaven hills hope hour human JOHN KEATS Keats lady Lady of Shalott leaves Leigh Hunt light live lone look mind moon morning mortal mountains nature never night o'er once passion poems poet poetic poetry Roncesvalles rose round Samian wine shade shadow Shelley shore sigh silent sing Sir Bedivere sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit stars stood stream sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought truth Twas verse voice wandering waves weary wild wind Wordsworth youth
Passatges populars
Pàgina 15 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Pàgina 55 - 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.
Pàgina 678 - One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, Never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake.
Pàgina 403 - That Light whose smile kindles the Universe, That Beauty in which all things work and move, That Benediction which the eclipsing Curse Of birth can quench not, that sustaining Love Which through the web of being blindly wove By man and beast and earth and air and sea, Burns bright or dim, as each are mirrors of The fire for which all thirst; now beams on me, Consuming the last clouds of cold mortality.
Pàgina 454 - LOOKING INTO CHAPMAN'S HOMER Much have I travelled in the realms of gold, And many goodly states and kingdoms seen ; Round many western islands have I been, Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold. Oft of one wide expanse had I been told, That deep-browed 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...
Pàgina 52 - 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. Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own ; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And even with something...
Pàgina 51 - Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel — I feel it all. Oh evil day! if I were sullen While Earth herself is adorning, This sweet May-morning, And the Children are culling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm: — I hear, I hear, with...
Pàgina 597 - Say not, the struggle nought availeth, The labour and the wounds are vain, The enemy faints not, nor faileth, And as things have been they remain. If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars; It may be, in yon smoke concealed, Your comrades chase e'en now the fliers, And, but for you, possess the field. For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding in, the main, And not by eastern windows only, When daylight...
Pàgina 54 - O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest; 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;...
Pàgina 54 - High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised : But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing ; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence : truths that wake, To perish never ; Which neither listlessness, nor mad endeavour, Nor Man nor Boy, Nor all that is at enmity...