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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... does not attempt to fulfill the con- ditions suggested by Dr. Matthews and Mr. Collins . A history of contemporary criticism of famous authors would be a more ambitious undertaking , necessitating an ex- tensive viii PREFACE.
... does not attempt to fulfill the con- ditions suggested by Dr. Matthews and Mr. Collins . A history of contemporary criticism of famous authors would be a more ambitious undertaking , necessitating an ex- tensive viii PREFACE.
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... attempt to trace the development of English critical methods , nor to supply a hand - book of representative English criticism ; it offers merely a selection of bygone but readable reviews - what the critics thought , or , in some cases ...
... attempt to trace the development of English critical methods , nor to supply a hand - book of representative English criticism ; it offers merely a selection of bygone but readable reviews - what the critics thought , or , in some cases ...
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... attempts at literary criticism . Between 1692-94 appeared the Gentleman's Journal ; or , the Monthly Miscellany . Consisting of News , His- tory , Philosophy , Poetry , Music , Translations , etc. This noteworthy paper , edited by Peter ...
... attempts at literary criticism . Between 1692-94 appeared the Gentleman's Journal ; or , the Monthly Miscellany . Consisting of News , His- tory , Philosophy , Poetry , Music , Translations , etc. This noteworthy paper , edited by Peter ...
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... attempt to imitate in a smaller way the plan of the quarterlies proved an unqualified failure . Neither of the two ... attempts , such as the Monthly Censor ( 1822 ) and Long- man's Monthly Chronicle ( 1838-41 ) that were made to provide ...
... attempt to imitate in a smaller way the plan of the quarterlies proved an unqualified failure . Neither of the two ... attempts , such as the Monthly Censor ( 1822 ) and Long- man's Monthly Chronicle ( 1838-41 ) that were made to provide ...
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... attempts have been made to reduce criticism to an exact science , which , quite disregarding the factor of personal taste , could refer all literature to a more or less fixed and arbitrary set of critical principles . The champions of ...
... attempts have been made to reduce criticism to an exact science , which , quite disregarding the factor of personal taste , could refer all literature to a more or less fixed and arbitrary set of critical principles . The champions of ...
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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 22 - The Moon was at its edge. The thick, black cloud was cleft, and still The Moon was at its side; Like waters shot from some high crag, The lightning fell with never a jag, A river steep and wide. The loud wind never reached the ship, Yet now the ship moved on! Beneath the lightning and the Moon The dead men gave a groan.
Сторінка 207 - Poems, by ST Coleridge. Second edition — to which are now added Poems by Charles Lamb and Charles Lloyd.
Сторінка 6 - Let school-taught pride dissemble all it can, These little things are great to little man ; And wiser he whose sympathetic mind Exults in all the good of all mankind.
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 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised...
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 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 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...