KeatsHarper & Brothers, 1887 - 257 pàgines |
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Pàgina x
... Hyperion . — The Eve of St. Agnes . — The Eve of St. Mark.— La Belle Dame Sans Merci . — Lamia . - The Odes . - The Plays , 145 CHAPTER VIII . Return to Wentworth Place . — Autumn occupations : The Cap and Bells ; Recast of Hyperion ...
... Hyperion . — The Eve of St. Agnes . — The Eve of St. Mark.— La Belle Dame Sans Merci . — Lamia . - The Odes . - The Plays , 145 CHAPTER VIII . Return to Wentworth Place . — Autumn occupations : The Cap and Bells ; Recast of Hyperion ...
Pàgina 131
... Hyperion and The Eve of St. Agnes . Within a month of the date of the above extract the latter piece was finished , having been written out during a visit which Keats and Brown paid in Sussex in the latter part of January ( 1819 ) ...
... Hyperion and The Eve of St. Agnes . Within a month of the date of the above extract the latter piece was finished , having been written out during a visit which Keats and Brown paid in Sussex in the latter part of January ( 1819 ) ...
Pàgina 144
... should part , Brown returning to his own house at Hampstead , while Keats went to live by him- self in London , and look out for employment on the press . CHAPTER VII . Isabella . - Hyperion . - The 144 [ CHAP . VI . KEATS .
... should part , Brown returning to his own house at Hampstead , while Keats went to live by him- self in London , and look out for employment on the press . CHAPTER VII . Isabella . - Hyperion . - The 144 [ CHAP . VI . KEATS .
Pàgina 145
Sir Sidney Colvin. CHAPTER VII . Isabella . - Hyperion . - The Eve of St. Agnes . - The Eve of St. Mark.— La Belle Dame Sans Merci . - Lamia . - The Odes . - The Plays . - DURING the twenty months ending with his return from Winchester ...
Sir Sidney Colvin. CHAPTER VII . Isabella . - Hyperion . - The Eve of St. Agnes . - The Eve of St. Mark.— La Belle Dame Sans Merci . - Lamia . - The Odes . - The Plays . - DURING the twenty months ending with his return from Winchester ...
Pàgina 149
... of narrative . Poetry had always come to Keats , as he considered it ought to come , as naturally as leaves to a tree ; and now that it came of a quality like this , he had fairly earned the right , Hyperion was to be a in ten boks . blank.
... of narrative . Poetry had always come to Keats , as he considered it ought to come , as naturally as leaves to a tree ; and now that it came of a quality like this , he had fairly earned the right , Hyperion was to be a in ten boks . blank.
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admirably afterwards Appendix Bailey beauty beginning brother Brown Byron character Charles Wentworth Dilke charm Coleridge colour couplet Cowden Clarke criticism death delight Dilke effect Elgin marbles Endymion English Eve of St eyes fancy Fanny Brawne feel Forman friends genius George Keats Greek Hampstead Haydon heart Houghton MSS human Hunt's Hyperion imagination instinct Isabella Jennings John Hamilton Reynolds John Keats Keats's Lamia Leigh Hunt letter lines literary literature living London Lord Houghton ment Milton mind nature never partly passage passion piece poem poet poet's poetic poetry Reynolds rhyme Rimini romance says seems Severn Shelley sister sonnet soul speak Spenser spirit spring stanza stood story style summer sweet Taylor Teignmouth tell things thou thought tion touch Vale of Health verse vision volume walk Winchester Woodhouse MSS words Wordsworth writes written wrote young
Passatges populars
Pàgina 175 - Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness ! Close bosom-friend of the maturing Sun ! Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run ; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core...
Pàgina 167 - Do not all charms fly At the mere touch of cold philosophy ? There was an awful rainbow once in heaven : We know her woof, her texture ; she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air and gnomed mine — Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile made The tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade.
Pàgina 23 - 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...
Pàgina 217 - But to her heart, her heart was voluble, Paining with eloquence her balmy side; As though a tongueless nightingale should swell Her throat in vain, and die, heart-stifled, in her dell.
Pàgina 214 - But, for the sake of a few fine imaginative or domestic passages, are we to be bullied into a certain Philosophy engendered in the whims of an Egotist ? Every man has his speculations, but every man does not brood and peacock over them till he makes a false coinage and deceives himself.
Pàgina 171 - O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty," — that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
Pàgina 159 - Emprison'd in black, purgatorial rails: Knights, ladies, praying in dumb orat'ries, He passeth by, and his weak spirit fails To think how they may ache in icy hoods and mails.
Pàgina 152 - Those green-robed senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks, branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream, and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust Which comes upon the silence, and dies off As if the ebbing air had but one wave...
Pàgina 171 - What little town by river or sea shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be; and not a soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.
Pàgina 73 - The only means of strengthening one's intellect is to make up one's mind about nothing — to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts. Not a select party.