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Сторінка 10
I am not forgetting for a moment the eternal truth of the human faith and Divine
love which fill the poem , nor the delight which it so often exhibits in the works
and ways of man and in the beautiful things among which he passes his earthly
life ...
I am not forgetting for a moment the eternal truth of the human faith and Divine
love which fill the poem , nor the delight which it so often exhibits in the works
and ways of man and in the beautiful things among which he passes his earthly
life ...
Сторінка 14
Their especial delight in him — as we find it recorded in the lives of Milton ,
Cowley , Pope , Wordsworth , Keats — is the best tribute to the fine quality of his
art : he is , in this matter , il maestro di color che sanno , the craftsman admired of
...
Their especial delight in him — as we find it recorded in the lives of Milton ,
Cowley , Pope , Wordsworth , Keats — is the best tribute to the fine quality of his
art : he is , in this matter , il maestro di color che sanno , the craftsman admired of
...
Сторінка 20
That is the delight and mystery of art , and above all of poetry . The very business
of the poet is to seek what can never be found , the truth as it is in itself . Like the
rest of us , he spends his life in trying to escape himself . But , like the rest of us ...
That is the delight and mystery of art , and above all of poetry . The very business
of the poet is to seek what can never be found , the truth as it is in itself . Like the
rest of us , he spends his life in trying to escape himself . But , like the rest of us ...
Сторінка 37
They are everywhere ; one quotes them for the delight of it , not for argument . But
it still remains true that such tense and concentrated force as this is not the
ordinary manner of Shakespeare . His myriad - minded energy has a thousand ...
They are everywhere ; one quotes them for the delight of it , not for argument . But
it still remains true that such tense and concentrated force as this is not the
ordinary manner of Shakespeare . His myriad - minded energy has a thousand ...
Сторінка 38
Can dainty verse of this sort be by any violence brought into the same category
with Or if Sion hill Delight thee more , and Siloa ' s brook that flow ' d Fast by the
oracle of God ; or So pass ' d they naked on , nor shunnid the sight Of God or ...
Can dainty verse of this sort be by any violence brought into the same category
with Or if Sion hill Delight thee more , and Siloa ' s brook that flow ' d Fast by the
oracle of God ; or So pass ' d they naked on , nor shunnid the sight Of God or ...
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Бібліографічна інформація
| Назва | The Continuity of Letters |
| Автор | John Cann Bailey |
| Видавець | Clarendon Press, 1923 |
| Оригінал із | Мічиганський університет |
| Оцифровано | 5 вер. 2006 |
| Обсяг | 273 стор. |
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