Life of John KeatsW. Scott, 1887 - 217 стор. |
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... tion , and estimate , entirely independent of Mr. Colvin's ; but that I have ultimately had the advantage of consult- ing Mr. Colvin's book as one of my various sources of information - the latest and within its own lines the com ...
... tion , and estimate , entirely independent of Mr. Colvin's ; but that I have ultimately had the advantage of consult- ing Mr. Colvin's book as one of my various sources of information - the latest and within its own lines the com ...
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... tion is to surmise that the accurate reading may be " It was not this hand that clenched itself against Hammond's " ; indicating , not any quarrel , but the friendly habitual clasp of hand against hand . " Seven years ago " would reach ...
... tion is to surmise that the accurate reading may be " It was not this hand that clenched itself against Hammond's " ; indicating , not any quarrel , but the friendly habitual clasp of hand against hand . " Seven years ago " would reach ...
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... tion of the sore throat occurs again and again ; sometimes it is subsiding , or as good as gone ; at other times it has returned , and causes more or less inconvenience . Brown wrote of it as " a violent cold and ulcerated throat ...
... tion of the sore throat occurs again and again ; sometimes it is subsiding , or as good as gone ; at other times it has returned , and causes more or less inconvenience . Brown wrote of it as " a violent cold and ulcerated throat ...
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... tion , I believe ; but it would be , were I to remain in this climate all the winter . " Anyhow , his expectations of recovery , or of marked benefit from the Italian sojourn , were but faint . Something may here be said of the love ...
... tion , I believe ; but it would be , were I to remain in this climate all the winter . " Anyhow , his expectations of recovery , or of marked benefit from the Italian sojourn , were but faint . Something may here be said of the love ...
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... any Apparently Miss Brawne had remonstrated against the imputa- tion of " flirting with Brown , " and much else to like effect in a recent letter from Keats . cause , I should be the most sincere of penitents 48 LIFE OF.
... any Apparently Miss Brawne had remonstrated against the imputa- tion of " flirting with Brown , " and much else to like effect in a recent letter from Keats . cause , I should be the most sincere of penitents 48 LIFE OF.
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Сторінка 151 - Do not all charms fly At the mere touch of cold philosophy? There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture; she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine — Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile made The tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade.
Сторінка 151 - Dilke on various subjects; several things dove-tailed in my mind, and at once it struck me what quality went to form a Man of Achievement, especially in Literature, and which Shakespeare possessed so enormously — I mean Negative Capability, that is, when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason...
Сторінка 114 - Bright Star! would I were steadfast as thou art — Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like Nature's patient, sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores...
Сторінка 196 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
Сторінка 87 - 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 153 - I am a member ; that sort distinguished from the Wordsworthian, or egotistical Sublime ; which is a thing per se, and stands alone), it is not itself — it has no self- -It is every thing and nothing — It has no character...
Сторінка 95 - I think I shall be among the English Poets after my death. Even as a Matter of present interest the attempt to crush me in the Quarterly has only brought me more into notice, and it is a common expression among book men, " I wonder the Quarterly should cut its own throat.
Сторінка 88 - Be still the unimaginable lodge For solitary thinkings; such as dodge Conception to the very bourne of heaven, Then leave the naked brain: be still the leaven, That spreading in this dull and clodded earth Gives it a touch ethereal— a new birth...
Сторінка 196 - Melancholy has her sovran shrine. Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine; His soul shall taste the sadness of her might, And be among her cloudy trophies hung.
Сторінка 196 - But when the melancholy fit shall fall Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud, That fosters the droop-headed flowers all, And hides the green hill in an April shroud; Then glut thy sorrow on a morning rose, Or on the rainbow of the salt sand-wave...
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