Early Reviews of English Poets, Ed. with an Introduction by John Louis Haney ...John Louis Haney Egerton Press, 1904 - 227 стор. |
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... lady in Scotland , and that a celebrated professor has in- terested himself in the cultivation of his talents , there is reason to hope , that his distinguished genius may yet be exerted in such a manner as to afford more general de ...
... lady in Scotland , and that a celebrated professor has in- terested himself in the cultivation of his talents , there is reason to hope , that his distinguished genius may yet be exerted in such a manner as to afford more general de ...
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... Lady , from the Lakes of the North of Eng- land . By W. Wordsworth , B.A. of St. John's , Cam- bridge . 4to . pp . 27. 2s . Johnson . 1793 . In this Epistle , the subject and the manner of treating it vary but little from the former ...
... Lady , from the Lakes of the North of Eng- land . By W. Wordsworth , B.A. of St. John's , Cam- bridge . 4to . pp . 27. 2s . Johnson . 1793 . In this Epistle , the subject and the manner of treating it vary but little from the former ...
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... then some really sweet and amiable verses on a French lady , separated from her own children , fondling the baby of a neighbouring cottager ; -after which we have this quintessence of unmeaningness , entitled , ' Fore- WORDSWORTH'S POEMS ...
... then some really sweet and amiable verses on a French lady , separated from her own children , fondling the baby of a neighbouring cottager ; -after which we have this quintessence of unmeaningness , entitled , ' Fore- WORDSWORTH'S POEMS ...
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... lady's shroud . ' ' Is the night chilly and dark ? The night is chilly , but not dark . ' p . 3 , 4 . It is probable that Lord Byron may have had this pas- sage in his eye , when he called the poem ' wild ' and ' original ; ' but how he ...
... lady's shroud . ' ' Is the night chilly and dark ? The night is chilly , but not dark . ' p . 3 , 4 . It is probable that Lord Byron may have had this pas- sage in his eye , when he called the poem ' wild ' and ' original ; ' but how he ...
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... lady so richly clad as she- Beautiful exceedingly ! ' Christabel naturally asks who she is , and is answered , at some length , that her name is Geraldine ; that she was , on the morning before , seized by five warriors , who tied her ...
... lady so richly clad as she- Beautiful exceedingly ! ' Christabel naturally asks who she is , and is answered , at some length , that her name is Geraldine ; that she was , on the morning before , seized by five warriors , who tied her ...
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Сторінка 39 - MY heart leaps up when I behold A Rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a Man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! The Child is Father of the Man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety, TO A BUTTERFLY.
Сторінка 57 - I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome! those caves of ice! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware!
Сторінка 43 - Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast: Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise...
Сторінка 52 - And thus the lofty lady spake 'All they who live in the upper sky, Do love you, holy Christabel! And you love them, and for their sake And for the good which me befel, Even I in my degree will try, Fair maiden, to requite you well. But now unrobe yourself; for I Must pray, ere yet in bed I lie.
Сторінка 138 - Made for our searching : yes, in spite of all, Some shape of beauty moves away the pall From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon, Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon For simple sheep ; and such are daffodils With the green world they live in...
Сторінка 43 - I hear! —But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone: The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat: Whither is fled the visionary gleam?
Сторінка 33 - Stern Lawgiver ! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through Thee, are fresh and strong.
Сторінка 58 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Сторінка 55 - And found'st a bright lady, surpassingly fair: And did'st bring her home with thee in love and in charity, To shield her and shelter her from the damp air.
Сторінка 37 - While he was talking thus, the lonely place, The Old Man's shape, and speech, all troubled me : In my mind's eye I seemed to see him pace About the weary moors continually, Wandering about alone and silently. While I these thoughts within myself pursued...