Coleridge, Shelley, Goethe: Biographic Aesthetic StudiesLee and Shepard, 1880 - 297 pàgines |
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... feelings , was not a man of fervent predominant desires . His sensibilities as sound as they were delicate were not fortified by depth and warmth of passion he was more tender than impas- sioned . In its shining superexcellence the ...
... feelings , was not a man of fervent predominant desires . His sensibilities as sound as they were delicate were not fortified by depth and warmth of passion he was more tender than impas- sioned . In its shining superexcellence the ...
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... feels . " Coleridge was one of the most original of men ; that is , in his mind there was a light so individual and strong that on human condi- tions and relations it cast fresh illumination ; and thence , since he wrote and talked ...
... feels . " Coleridge was one of the most original of men ; that is , in his mind there was a light so individual and strong that on human condi- tions and relations it cast fresh illumination ; and thence , since he wrote and talked ...
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... feeling , still one would be repaid for the reading of every paragraph , in order not to miss just these two lines which conclude the exquisite descrip- tion of the Lady Christabel praying by moon- light under the old oak tree : " And ...
... feeling , still one would be repaid for the reading of every paragraph , in order not to miss just these two lines which conclude the exquisite descrip- tion of the Lady Christabel praying by moon- light under the old oak tree : " And ...
Pàgina 33
... of the boys that were at all near my own age , and before I was eight years old I was a char acter . Sensibility , imagination , vanity , sloth , and feelings of deep and bitter contempt for almost all 3 COLERIDGE . 33.
... of the boys that were at all near my own age , and before I was eight years old I was a char acter . Sensibility , imagination , vanity , sloth , and feelings of deep and bitter contempt for almost all 3 COLERIDGE . 33.
Pàgina 34
George Henry Calvert. and feelings of deep and bitter contempt for almost all who traversed the orbit of my un- derstanding , were even then prominent and manifest . " From October , 1778 , to 1779. That which I began to be from three to ...
George Henry Calvert. and feelings of deep and bitter contempt for almost all who traversed the orbit of my un- derstanding , were even then prominent and manifest . " From October , 1778 , to 1779. That which I began to be from three to ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
admiration Adonais Ancient Mariner Artist aspiration beautiful Bowyer brain breath Byron Bysshe Cenci Charles Lamb CHIG CHIGAN Christ's Hospital Christabel Cole Coleridge Coleridge's creative daily death deep delight dream earth Eton eyes faculty father feeling FMIC fresh genius gifts give glow Goethe Goethe's Harriet heart Henry Nelson Coleridge hope human hundred lines ideal intellectual Kubla Khan letters light lived looked Lord Byron manhood ment mental metaphysics MIC UNIV MICHIG mind moral nature ness never noble outward Plato poems poet poet's poetic imagination poetry principles Prometheus Queen Mab Revolt of Islam rich RSITY sensibility Shakespeare Shel Shelley Shelley's sister SITY UNIVE soul Southey spirit Spirit of Solitude stanzas sympathy talk thee thinker thou thought tion Trelawney truth UNIV MIC UNIVERS SITY verse Weimar Wordsworth write written wrote young youth
Passatges populars
Pàgina 217 - On a poet's lips I slept Dreaming like a love-adept In the sound his breathing kept; Nor seeks nor finds he mortal blisses, But feeds on the aerial kisses Of shapes that haunt thought's wildernesses.
Pàgina 243 - Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep ! He hath awakened from the dream of life. Tis we who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings.
Pàgina 23 - He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. " He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small ; For the dear God who loveth us He made and loveth all.
Pàgina 20 - Nor dim nor red, like God's own head The glorious Sun uprist: Then all averred, I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist.
Pàgina 20 - And I had done a hellish thing. And it would work 'em woe: For all averred. I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow.
Pàgina 141 - I will be wise, And just, and free, and mild, if in me lies Such power, for I grow weary to behold The selfish and the strong still tyrannise Without reproach or check.
Pàgina 140 - Thoughts of great deeds were mine, dear Friend, when first The clouds which wrap this world from youth did pass. I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why: until there rose From the near school-room, voices, that, alas! Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.
Pàgina 241 - All he had loved, and moulded into thought, From shape, and hue, and odour, and sweet sound, Lamented Adonais. Morning sought Her eastern watch-tower, and her hair unbound, Wet with the tears which should adorn the ground, Dimmed the aereal eyes that kindle day; Afar the melancholy thunder moaned, Pale Ocean in unquiet slumber lay, And the wild Winds flew round, sobbing in their dismay.
Pàgina 106 - If Hope prostrate lie, Love, too, will sink and die. But Love is subtle, and doth proof derive From her own life that Hope is yet alive ; And bending o'er, with soul-transfusing eyes, And the soft murmurs of the mother dove, Woos back the fleeting spirit, and half supplies ; Thus Love repays to Hope what Hope first gave to Love.
Pàgina 249 - Which through the summer is not heard or seen, As if it could not be, as if it had not been! Thus let thy power, which like the truth Of nature on my passive youth Descended, to my onward life supply Its calm — to one who worships thee, And every form containing thee, Whom, SPIRIT fair, thy spells did bind To fear himself, and love all human kind.