Coleridge, Shelley, Goethe: Biographic Aesthetic StudiesLee and Shepard, 1880 - 297 pàgines |
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Pàgina 11
... to expect from the healthful growth of such di- verse and peerless powers . And even mild- est murmur will be hushed , through sympathy with the sufferings his weaknesses caused to the author and man , our splendent gracious benefactor .
... to expect from the healthful growth of such di- verse and peerless powers . And even mild- est murmur will be hushed , through sympathy with the sufferings his weaknesses caused to the author and man , our splendent gracious benefactor .
Pàgina 12
... verse could not have been made to pulsate so rhythmically . The essence of the melody is in the fineness of the concep- tion , in the poetic imaginations . In this case , as in all cases , the spirit not only controls but creates the ...
... verse could not have been made to pulsate so rhythmically . The essence of the melody is in the fineness of the concep- tion , in the poetic imaginations . In this case , as in all cases , the spirit not only controls but creates the ...
Pàgina 58
... verses , describing the glorious state , out of Religious Musings . " He thus concludes the humorous scene : " My taper man of lights listened with perseverant and praiseworthy patience , though , as I was afterwards told , on complain ...
... verses , describing the glorious state , out of Religious Musings . " He thus concludes the humorous scene : " My taper man of lights listened with perseverant and praiseworthy patience , though , as I was afterwards told , on complain ...
Pàgina 63
... verse , and less democratic scurrility . Your admirer , not esteemer . " Alas ! The Watchman kept its high watch for hardly three months . With the tenth num- ber it ceased to appear . Just before its de- cease Coleridge wrote to his ...
... verse , and less democratic scurrility . Your admirer , not esteemer . " Alas ! The Watchman kept its high watch for hardly three months . With the tenth num- ber it ceased to appear . Just before its de- cease Coleridge wrote to his ...
Pàgina 67
... verse , but also his personal fascination , which was always re- markable , and which , in these the days of his first failures , became the source of nourishing streams . The noble Thomas Poole , drawn to him by the charm of his genius ...
... verse , but also his personal fascination , which was always re- markable , and which , in these the days of his first failures , became the source of nourishing streams . The noble Thomas Poole , drawn to him by the charm of his genius ...
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Coleridge, Shelley, Goethe: Biographic Aesthetic Studies George Henry Calvert Visualització completa - 1880 |
Coleridge, Shelley, Goethe: Biographic Æsthetic Studies (Classic Reprint) George H. Calvert Previsualització no disponible - 2015 |
Coleridge, Shelley, Goethe: Biographic Æsthetic Studies (Classic Reprint) George H. Calvert Previsualització no disponible - 2018 |
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.