Evenings in ArcadiaJohn Dennis E. Moxon, 1865 - 321 стор. |
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... poet , as is his wont , whether he be relating a poetic dream , or lulling us into a dream poetic , rises up in the ... poet's month , in all its beauty and hopefulness , either forms part of the burden of the song , or is mentioned ...
... poet , as is his wont , whether he be relating a poetic dream , or lulling us into a dream poetic , rises up in the ... poet's month , in all its beauty and hopefulness , either forms part of the burden of the song , or is mentioned ...
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... poet's method of dealing with nature . It has an antique air about it , and reminds one of some of the old masters . Read it at your leisure ; it is in Canto 10 of Book VI . TALBOT . According to Drayton , Spenser is " the prime ...
... poet's method of dealing with nature . It has an antique air about it , and reminds one of some of the old masters . Read it at your leisure ; it is in Canto 10 of Book VI . TALBOT . According to Drayton , Spenser is " the prime ...
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... poet's own mind that feeling of ideality , that sense of disconnexion from definite time or place , and from all contemporary social facts , which is almost essen- tial to the pure exercise of poetic imagination . " - Masson's Life of ...
... poet's own mind that feeling of ideality , that sense of disconnexion from definite time or place , and from all contemporary social facts , which is almost essen- tial to the pure exercise of poetic imagination . " - Masson's Life of ...
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... poet's fancy ever conceived . I refer to it because the bolt of Cupid having missed , naturally enough , the square , ugly woman — who , in poetic fiction , is termed an imperial votaress- " Fell upon a little western flower- Before ...
... poet's fancy ever conceived . I refer to it because the bolt of Cupid having missed , naturally enough , the square , ugly woman — who , in poetic fiction , is termed an imperial votaress- " Fell upon a little western flower- Before ...
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... poet never detains you long in gloomy towns , or under ceiled roofs . Better far does it please him to carry you off ... poet's brain . HARTLEY . Methinks , that in nothing is Shakspeare's wonderful power more strikingly evinced than in ...
... poet never detains you long in gloomy towns , or under ceiled roofs . Better far does it please him to carry you off ... poet's brain . HARTLEY . Methinks , that in nothing is Shakspeare's wonderful power more strikingly evinced than in ...
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Сторінка 103 - She shall be sportive as the Fawn That wild with glee across the lawn Or up the mountain springs ; And hers shall be the breathing balm, And hers the silence and the calm Of mute insensate things. " The floating Clouds their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Сторінка 127 - Read from some humbler poet. Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start...
Сторінка 232 - I love the Brooks which down their channels fret, Even more than when I tripped lightly as they; The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality...
Сторінка 261 - Reaper Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
Сторінка 275 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
Сторінка 52 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home ; Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad ; Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds...
Сторінка 62 - Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows ; And, when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Сторінка 35 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Сторінка 48 - twere well, and only therefore Desire to breed by me. — Here 's flowers for you ; Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram ; The marigold, that goes to bed with the sun, And with him rises weeping ; these are flowers Of middle summer, and I think they are given To men of middle age.
Сторінка 148 - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove: But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No...