Englische Studien, Volums 51-52

O.R. Reisland, 1918
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Pàgina 352 - ist es mit dem Nationalhaß ein eigenes Ding. — Auf den untersten Stufen der Kultur werden Sie ihn immer am stärksten und heftigsten finden. Es gibt aber eine Stufe, wo er ganz verschwindet und wo man gewissermaßen über den Nationen steht und man ein Glück oder ein Wehe seines Nachbarvolkes empfindet, als wäre es dem eigenen begegnet. Diese Kulturstufe war meiner Natur gemäß, und ich hatte mich darin lange befestigt, ehe ich mein sechzigstes Jahr erreicht hatte.
Pàgina 239 - Seltsam, im Nebel zu wandern! Einsam ist jeder Busch und Stein, kein Baum sieht den andern, jeder ist allein. Voll von Freunden war mir die Welt, als noch mein Leben licht war; nun, da der Nebel fällt, ist keiner mehr sichtbar. Wahrlich, keiner ist weise, der nicht das Dunkel kennt, das unentrinnbar und leise von allen ihn trennt.
Pàgina 89 - We who believe Keats to have been by his promise, at any rate, if not fully by his performance, one of the very greatest of English poets, and who believe also that a merely sensuous man cannot either by promise or by performance be a very great poet, because poetry interprets life, and so large and noble a part of life is outside of such a man's ken, — we cannot but look for signs in him of something more than sensuousness, for signs of character and virtue.
Pàgina 308 - ... neither the music of the Shepherd, the crashing of the Avalanche, nor the torrent, the mountain, the Glacier, the Forest, nor the Cloud, have for one moment lightened the weight upon my heart, nor enabled me to lose my own wretched identity in the majesty, and the power, and the Glory, around, above, and beneath me.
Pàgina 236 - As this solitary and silent girl stood there in the moonlight, a straight slim figure, clothed in a plaitless gown, the contours of womanhood so undeveloped as to be scarcely perceptible in her, the marks of poverty and toil effaced by the misty hour, she touched sublimity at points, and looked almost like a being who had rejected with indifference the attribute of sex for the loftier quality of abstract humanism.
Pàgina 79 - ; an emblem of the noblest conception of that age. If Sin is so fatal, and Hell is and must be so rigorous, awful, yet in Repentance too is man purified; Repentance is the grand Christian act. It is beautiful how Dante works it out. The tremolar dell...
Pàgina 404 - The popular mind is incapable of scepticism; and that incapacity delivers their helpless strength to the wiles of swindlers and to the pitiless enthusiasms of leaders inspired by visions of a high destiny.
Pàgina 249 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Pàgina 89 - ... notwithstanding all this, by virtue of his feeling for beauty and of his perception of the vital connexion of beauty with truth, Keats accomplished so much in poetry, that in one of the two great modes by which poetry interprets, in the faculty of naturalistic interpretation, in what we call natural magic, he ranks with Shakespeare. 'The tongue of Kean...
Pàgina 403 - Action is consolatory. It is the enemy of thought and the friend of flattering illusions. Only in the conduct of our action can we find the sense of mastery over the Fates.

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