The Life and Letters of John KeatsE. Moxon, 1867 - 363 стор. |
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... soon after he was sent , with his brothers , to Mr. Clarke's school at Enfield , which was then in high repute . Harrow had been at first proposed , but was found to be too expensive . A maternal uncle of the young Keatses had been an ...
... soon after he was sent , with his brothers , to Mr. Clarke's school at Enfield , which was then in high repute . Harrow had been at first proposed , but was found to be too expensive . A maternal uncle of the young Keatses had been an ...
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... soon domesticated him with the ancient ideal life , so that his scanty scholarship supplied him with a clear perception of classic beauty , and led the way to that wonder- ful reconstruction of Grecian feeling and fancy , of which his ...
... soon domesticated him with the ancient ideal life , so that his scanty scholarship supplied him with a clear perception of classic beauty , and led the way to that wonder- ful reconstruction of Grecian feeling and fancy , of which his ...
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... soon the film of death obscured that eye , Whence Genius mildly flashed , and high debate . How soon that voice , majestic and elate , Melted in dying numbers ! Oh ! how nigh Was night to thy fair morning . Thou didst die A half - blown ...
... soon the film of death obscured that eye , Whence Genius mildly flashed , and high debate . How soon that voice , majestic and elate , Melted in dying numbers ! Oh ! how nigh Was night to thy fair morning . Thou didst die A half - blown ...
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... soon learn to estimate their own capacities aright and tranquilly submit to the obscure and transitory condition of their existence it is felt by many , who look back on it in after years with a smiling pity to think they were so ...
... soon learn to estimate their own capacities aright and tranquilly submit to the obscure and transitory condition of their existence it is felt by many , who look back on it in after years with a smiling pity to think they were so ...
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... soon fc present prejudice appreciated his genius 4+ Hunt of his first acquaintance originality and his po of разу- Hung b མལཅ་ and friend ; Hunt , who was regarded with ridicule , as the ma truth he was only their e while the ...
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The Life & Letters of John Keats Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton),John Keats Повний перегляд - 1927 |
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Сторінка 204 - She found me roots of relish sweet. And honey wild, and manna dew, And sure in language strange she said — 'I love thee true!
Сторінка 233 - Urania, and fit audience find, though few. But drive far off the barbarous dissonance Of Bacchus and his revellers, the race Of that wild rout that tore the Thracian Bard In Rhodope, where woods and rocks had ears To rapture, till the savage clamour drowned Both harp and voice ; nor could the Muse defend Her son.
Сторінка 204 - La Belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!" I saw their starved lips in the gloam With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here On the cold hill's side. And this is why I sojourn here Alone and palely loitering, Though the sedge is wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing.
Сторінка 80 - The hand that mocked them, / and the heart that fed: // And on the pedestal / these words appear: // "My name is Ozymandias, / king of kings: // Look on my works, ye Mighty, / and despair 1
Сторінка 347 - One hand she press'd upon that aching spot Where beats the human heart, as if just there, Though an immortal, she felt cruel pain : The other upon Saturn's bended neck She laid, and to the level of his ear Leaning with parted lips, some words she spake...
Сторінка 118 - Man — of convincing one's nerves that the world is full of Misery and Heartbreak, Pain, Sickness and oppression — whereby this Chamber of Maiden Thought becomes gradually darken'd and at the same time on all sides of it many doors are set open — but all dark — all leading to dark passages — We see not the balance of good and evil. We are in a Mist. We are now in that state — We feel the
Сторінка 345 - Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the...
Сторінка 30 - ON THE SEA It keeps eternal whisperings around Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell Gluts twice ten thousand Caverns, till the spell Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound. Often 'tis in such gentle temper found, That scarcely will the very smallest shell Be moved for days from where it sometime fell, When last the winds of Heaven were unbound.
Сторінка 36 - I see, men's judgments are A parcel of their fortunes ; and things outward Do draw the inward quality after them, To suffer all alike.
Сторінка 181 - A Poet is the most unpoetical of anything in existence because he has no Identity; he is continually in for and filling some other Body. The Sun, the Moon, the Sea and Men and Women who are creatures of impulse are poetical and have about them an unchangeable attribute. The poet has none; no identity. He is certainly the most unpoetical of all God's Creatures.