Book of the Poets: The Modern Poets of the Nineteenth CenturyScott, Webster & Geary, 1842 - 490 стор. |
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... Field of Battle . 193 It is not on the Battle Field .......... ib . Staffa . 194 He came at Morn 139 The Mermaid's Song 195 ......... The Harp of Scotland 196 SCOTT , SIR WALTER ( born 1771 , died 1832 ) 140 LANDOR , WALTER SAVAGE ...
... Field of Battle . 193 It is not on the Battle Field .......... ib . Staffa . 194 He came at Morn 139 The Mermaid's Song 195 ......... The Harp of Scotland 196 SCOTT , SIR WALTER ( born 1771 , died 1832 ) 140 LANDOR , WALTER SAVAGE ...
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... field , but in a very different spirit . This was Crabbe , the Morland of modern poetry , whose chief ambition was to paint things as they really existed , and describe them as they appeared to the eye , and who seems , like Dryden , to ...
... field , but in a very different spirit . This was Crabbe , the Morland of modern poetry , whose chief ambition was to paint things as they really existed , and describe them as they appeared to the eye , and who seems , like Dryden , to ...
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... field , was the principal topic of the sublime ; the faithlessness of a coroneted lady's lover , or the death of her pet parrot or lap - dog , was the chief argument of the pathetic . What indeed could the bard do more who depended for ...
... field , was the principal topic of the sublime ; the faithlessness of a coroneted lady's lover , or the death of her pet parrot or lap - dog , was the chief argument of the pathetic . What indeed could the bard do more who depended for ...
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... field his enemy had won , On stately stilts , exulting and undone ! Here I can only pity , only smile ; Where not one grace , one elegance of style , Redeems th ' audacious folly of the rest , Truth sacrificed , and history made a jest ...
... field his enemy had won , On stately stilts , exulting and undone ! Here I can only pity , only smile ; Where not one grace , one elegance of style , Redeems th ' audacious folly of the rest , Truth sacrificed , and history made a jest ...
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... the gale . A glorious sight , if glory dwells below , Where Heaven's munificence makes all the show , O'er every field and golden prospect found , That glads ROBERT BLOOMFIELD . 55 BLOOMFIELD, ROBERT (born 1766, died 1823) Harvest.
... the gale . A glorious sight , if glory dwells below , Where Heaven's munificence makes all the show , O'er every field and golden prospect found , That glads ROBERT BLOOMFIELD . 55 BLOOMFIELD, ROBERT (born 1766, died 1823) Harvest.
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Сторінка 111 - Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy Soul's immensity ; Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage, thou Eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind, — Mighty Prophet ! Seer blest ! On whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find...
Сторінка 417 - 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...
Сторінка 109 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea 30 Give themselves up to jollity...
Сторінка 106 - My brother John and I. And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side.' ' How many are you, then,' said I, * If they two are in heaven ?' Quick was the little Maid's reply,
Сторінка 413 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Сторінка 112 - Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind...
Сторінка 380 - The world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn: Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam Like wrecks of a dissolving dream.
Сторінка 414 - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy...
Сторінка 167 - That sometimes from the savage den, And sometimes from the darksome shade, And sometimes starting up at once In green and sunny glade, There came and looked him in the face An angel beautiful and bright, And that he knew it was a fiend...
Сторінка 108 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose, The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare ; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.