Evenings in ArcadiaJohn Dennis E. Moxon, 1865 - 321 стор. |
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... pastoral poetry - Dr . Johnson's definition - His Lives of the Poets - Hartley expresses his dislike of the eclogue Cites the opinion of James Mont- gomery - The old pastoral obsolete - Modern poets , their gains and losses PAGE 1 ...
... pastoral poetry - Dr . Johnson's definition - His Lives of the Poets - Hartley expresses his dislike of the eclogue Cites the opinion of James Mont- gomery - The old pastoral obsolete - Modern poets , their gains and losses PAGE 1 ...
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... Pastoral Ballad- Gray upon Shenstone - Thomas Aird - Gray's Elegy - His diction condemned by Talbot - The friendship between Gray and West - West's Ode to May - Collins not one of the minor poets - Thomas Warton - The Hamlet - Warton's ...
... Pastoral Ballad- Gray upon Shenstone - Thomas Aird - Gray's Elegy - His diction condemned by Talbot - The friendship between Gray and West - West's Ode to May - Collins not one of the minor poets - Thomas Warton - The Hamlet - Warton's ...
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... Taylor on Wordsworth - Wordsworth's descriptions of nature - His greatness and his weakness - The fathers of the modern pastoral - Wordsworth's pastorals - His pathos 205 always painful - The woods versus the sages - Woodland CONTENTS . V.
... Taylor on Wordsworth - Wordsworth's descriptions of nature - His greatness and his weakness - The fathers of the modern pastoral - Wordsworth's pastorals - His pathos 205 always painful - The woods versus the sages - Woodland CONTENTS . V.
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... ... PAGE 220 264 CHAPTER XI . Hartley reads an Essay which is discussed and approved - The pastoral poetry of Scotland - Farewell to Lynton ! ............ 301 Epilogue 319 THE season was the childhood of sweet June , Whose vi CONTENTS .
... ... PAGE 220 264 CHAPTER XI . Hartley reads an Essay which is discussed and approved - The pastoral poetry of Scotland - Farewell to Lynton ! ............ 301 Epilogue 319 THE season was the childhood of sweet June , Whose vi CONTENTS .
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... pastoral , idyllic , georgic , and descriptive , is almost boundless ; and the greatest poets of Scotland have ever been poets of the country . But if , as will be most advisable , we exclude these latter poets altogether , we should ...
... pastoral , idyllic , georgic , and descriptive , is almost boundless ; and the greatest poets of Scotland have ever been poets of the country . But if , as will be most advisable , we exclude these latter poets altogether , we should ...
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admire Ambrose Philips assertions Aurora Leigh beauty better Browning Browning's charm Chaucer Cowper Crabbe criticism cuckoo delight doth eclogues Edwin Morris English expression exquisite Faerie Queene fame fancy favourite feeling flocks flowers genius give green happy HARTLEY hath heart hills honour imagination immortal song Jeremy Taylor Johnson labour language Leigh Hunt Let me read lines living look Lycidas Milton mind nature Nature's never night noble o'er Paradise Lost passage passion pastoral perhaps pleasure poem poet poet's poetical Pope popular praise prove remember rural poetry rustic scarcely scene Sche shade Shakspeare shepherd sing sometimes song sorrow Southey Spenser spirit STANLEY stream style sublime summer sweet TALBOT Task taste tender Tennyson thee Thomson thou thought true truth uncon verse volume wild wise woods words Wordsworth write
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Сторінка 40 - tis the mind that makes the body rich ; And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, So honour peereth in the meanest habit. What, is the jay more precious than the lark. Because his feathers are more beautiful ? Or is the adder better than the eel, Because his painted skin contents the eye ?
Сторінка 125 - strains of martial music, Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavour ; And to-night I long for rest. " Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart As showers from the clouds of summer Or tears from the eyelids start. " Who through long days of labour, And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his
Сторінка 45 - heav"d forth such groans, That their discharge did stretch his leathern coat Almost to bursting ; and the big round tears Cours'd one another down his innocent nose In piteous chase ; and thus the hairy fool, Much marked of the melancholy Jaques, Stood on the extremest verge of the swift brook. Augmenting it with tears.
Сторінка 56 - claim the same praise for Glo'ster's opening speech:— " Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York, And all the clouds that lowr"d upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried." And now, having run through more than twenty of
Сторінка 116 - One word more and I have done. Johnson asks, " What image of tenderness can be excited by these lines ?— " ' We drove a-field, and both together heard, What time the grey fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night
Сторінка 51 - Forgot your oath to us at Doncaster ; And being fed by us, you used us so As that ungentle gull the cuckoo's bird Useth the sparrow; did oppress our nest; Grew by our feeding to so great a bulk, That even our love durst not come near your sight, For fear of swallowing.
Сторінка 53 - surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold ; The civil citizens kneading up the honey ; The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate ; The sad-eyM justice, with his surly hum, Delivering o'er to executors
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;
Сторінка 48 - take The winds of March with beauty ; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in bis
Сторінка 230 - like a flock of sheep— I heard the murmur, and the murmuring sound, In that sweet mood when pleasure loves to pay Tribute to ease; and of its joy secure, The heart luxuriates with indifferent things, Wasting its kindliness on stocks and stones, And on the vacant air. Then up I rose, And