Victorian Poets, Том 1J.R. Osgood, 1875 - 441 стор. |
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... reviewer will not shut his eyes to the value of new modes , but even that conventional criticism , which holds to ac- cepted canons , has its use as a counterpoise to license and bewilderment . would not reassert in behalf of any.
... reviewer will not shut his eyes to the value of new modes , but even that conventional criticism , which holds to ac- cepted canons , has its use as a counterpoise to license and bewilderment . would not reassert in behalf of any.
Сторінка xviii
... eye . As to the choice of field : - - while I In concluding this work , I wish to acknowledge my obligations to friends who have assisted me in its revis- ionto Professor Roswell D. Hitchcock , D. D. , for val- uable hints concerning ...
... eye . As to the choice of field : - - while I In concluding this work , I wish to acknowledge my obligations to friends who have assisted me in its revis- ionto Professor Roswell D. Hitchcock , D. D. , for val- uable hints concerning ...
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... eyes . Why preyest thou thus upon the poet's heart , Vulture , whose wings are dull realities ? How should he love thee ? or how deem thee wise , Who wouldst not leave him in his wandering To seek for treasure in the jewelled skies ...
... eyes . Why preyest thou thus upon the poet's heart , Vulture , whose wings are dull realities ? How should he love thee ? or how deem thee wise , Who wouldst not leave him in his wandering To seek for treasure in the jewelled skies ...
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... eye and to the normal , untutored imagination ; second , as we know amined and compared . they actually are , having sought out the truth of their phenomena , the laws which underlie their beauty or repulsiveness . The former , purely ...
... eye and to the normal , untutored imagination ; second , as we know amined and compared . they actually are , having sought out the truth of their phenomena , the laws which underlie their beauty or repulsiveness . The former , purely ...
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... eye , any more than I would question a window concerning a sight . I look through it , and not with it . ' " mony of 19 Poetry and Science . " The Pro- There are passages in modern poetry that seem to Approach- forebode the approaching ...
... eye , any more than I would question a window concerning a sight . I look through it , and not with it . ' " mony of 19 Poetry and Science . " The Pro- There are passages in modern poetry that seem to Approach- forebode the approaching ...
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Сторінка 194 - The remotest discoveries of the chemist, the botanist, or mineralogist, will be as proper objects of the poet's art as any upon which it can be employed, if the time should ever come when these things shall be familiar to us, and the relations under which they are contemplated by the followers of these respective sciences shall be manifestly and palpably material to us as enjoying and suffering beings.
Сторінка 328 - Hark! where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture!
Сторінка 94 - Brimming, and bright, and large ; then sands begin To hem his watery march, and dam his streams, And split his currents; that for many a league The shorn and...
Сторінка 260 - I knew a very wise man so much of Sir Chr — 's sentiment, that he believed if a man were permitted to make all the ballads, he need not care who should make the laws of a nation.
Сторінка 333 - There, in turn I stand with them and praise you— Out of my own self, I dare to phrase it. But the best is when I glide from out them, Cross a step or two of dubious twilight, Come out on the other side, the novel Silent silver lights and darks undreamed of, Where I hush and bless myself with silence.
Сторінка 110 - THE SEA. The Sea ! the Sea ! the open Sea ! The blue, the fresh, the ever free ! Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions 'round ; It plays with the clouds ; it mocks the skies ; Or like a cradled creature lies.
Сторінка 329 - Hobbs hints blue, — straight he turtle eats : Nobbs prints blue, — claret crowns his cup : Nokes outdares Stokes in azure feats, — Both gorge. Who fished the murex up ? What porridge had John Keats...
Сторінка 110 - I love (oh! how I love) to ride On the fierce, foaming, bursting tide, When every mad wave drowns the moon, Or whistles aloft his tempest tune, And tells how goeth the world below, And why the south-west blasts do blow. I never was on the dull, tame shore, But I loved the great Sea more and more...
Сторінка 215 - We will return no more ;' And all at once they sang, ' Our island home Is far beyond the wave; we will no longer roam.
Сторінка 387 - When the hounds of spring are on winter's traces, The mother of months in meadow or plain Fills the shadows and windy places With lisp of leaves and ripple of rain ; And the brown bright nightingale amorous Is half assuaged for Itylus, For the Thracian ships and the foreign faces, The tongueless vigil, and all the pain.