Evenings in ArcadiaJohn Dennis E. Moxon, 1865 - 321 стор. |
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... noble and chivalric , could have painted such a series of pictures , as those which still preserve all the freshness of their first colouring in the pages of the " Faerie Queene ? " What spirit , save one that was intensely imbued with ...
... noble and chivalric , could have painted such a series of pictures , as those which still preserve all the freshness of their first colouring in the pages of the " Faerie Queene ? " What spirit , save one that was intensely imbued with ...
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... noble uses , that it is difficult to praise him without falling into his own fault of diffuse- ness . No critic - not even Wilson in his marvellous papers , has rendered full justice to Spenser's wonderful powers . Call him the most ...
... noble uses , that it is difficult to praise him without falling into his own fault of diffuse- ness . No critic - not even Wilson in his marvellous papers , has rendered full justice to Spenser's wonderful powers . Call him the most ...
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... noble poet . In this hasty , restless age his great poem does not meet with half the praise it merits . Every long poem is considered tedious ; every imaginative work that requires earnest study , in order that it may be understood and ...
... noble poet . In this hasty , restless age his great poem does not meet with half the praise it merits . Every long poem is considered tedious ; every imaginative work that requires earnest study , in order that it may be understood and ...
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... noble- ness ever lives and beats in it . With all its unworldliness , too , it breathes throughout a thoughtful wisdom , which looks deep even into human things , and oftenest sad and pitying , is yet also sometimes stern . " This is ...
... noble- ness ever lives and beats in it . With all its unworldliness , too , it breathes throughout a thoughtful wisdom , which looks deep even into human things , and oftenest sad and pitying , is yet also sometimes stern . " This is ...
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... noble , tolerant , Christian spirit that breathes through them , the loveliness of God's world , or at any rate of English earth , appears to colour every scene , and to affect almost every character . HARTLEY . And no doubt he will be ...
... noble , tolerant , Christian spirit that breathes through them , the loveliness of God's world , or at any rate of English earth , appears to colour every scene , and to affect almost every character . HARTLEY . And no doubt he will be ...
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Сторінка 126 - Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of time.
Сторінка 103 - She shall be sportive as the Fawn That wild with glee across the lawn Or up the mountain springs ; And hers shall be the breathing balm, And hers the silence and the calm Of mute insensate things. " The floating Clouds their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Сторінка 38 - These are the forgeries of jealousy : And never, since the middle summer's spring, Met we on hill, in dale, forest, or mead, By paved fountain, or by rushy brook, Or in the beached margent of the sea, To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind, But with thy brawls thou hast disturb'd our sport.
Сторінка 62 - SINCE there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Nay, I have done ; you get no more of me ! And I am glad, yea, glad, with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever ! Cancel all our vows ! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows, That we one jot of former love retain...
Сторінка 275 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
Сторінка 52 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home ; Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad ; Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds...
Сторінка 49 - I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : when you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, and own No other function...
Сторінка 148 - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove: But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No...
Сторінка 55 - O God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point...
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; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!