The Quarterly Review, Том 69William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) John Murray, 1842 |
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... spirit which is commonly found to pervade the works of a great writer what- ever may be his variety of manner , or whether it be that there is nothing he has written but must tell us something of his mind ( for even his commonplace ...
... spirit which is commonly found to pervade the works of a great writer what- ever may be his variety of manner , or whether it be that there is nothing he has written but must tell us something of his mind ( for even his commonplace ...
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... spirit , was to take a different structure -was to be inspissated , as it were , and form itself into crystals in the Sonnets . The critic of these Sonnets meets on the threshold of his task two which , being on the subject of this form ...
... spirit , was to take a different structure -was to be inspissated , as it were , and form itself into crystals in the Sonnets . The critic of these Sonnets meets on the threshold of his task two which , being on the subject of this form ...
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... spirit of a moral liberty as growing out of the spirit of duty or tempered by it , is , in truth , the subject of the whole of this ode , and we request the reader to refresh his remembrance of it in connexion with the Sonnet last ...
... spirit of a moral liberty as growing out of the spirit of duty or tempered by it , is , in truth , the subject of the whole of this ode , and we request the reader to refresh his remembrance of it in connexion with the Sonnet last ...
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... spirit of enjoyment and carries with it the spirit of consolation , and is penetrating and rational , — a melan- choly compounded of many simples and the sundry contempla- tion of his travels . ' We speak of Mr. Wordsworth therefore ...
... spirit of enjoyment and carries with it the spirit of consolation , and is penetrating and rational , — a melan- choly compounded of many simples and the sundry contempla- tion of his travels . ' We speak of Mr. Wordsworth therefore ...
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... spirit which is also hard and selfish ; and true also that this may be the more common combination : but it is the un- common combination of great susceptibility and tenderness with not less of strength and vivacity , which makes the ...
... spirit which is also hard and selfish ; and true also that this may be the more common combination : but it is the un- common combination of great susceptibility and tenderness with not less of strength and vivacity , which makes the ...
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Сторінка 25 - This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not. — Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
Сторінка 32 - Yet nature is made better by no mean, But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Сторінка 33 - Save base authority from others' books. • These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights, That give a name to every fixed star, Have no more profit of their shining nights, Than those that walk, and wot not what they are.
Сторінка 5 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, ' A lovelier flower On earth was never sown; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own.
Сторінка 493 - For the children of Israel shall abide many days without a king, and without a prince, and without a sacrifice, and without an image, and without an ephod, and without teraphim: afterward shall the children of Israel return, and seek the Lord their God, and David their king; and shall fear the Lord and his goodness in the latter days.
Сторінка 451 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn. Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Сторінка 2 - SCORN not the Sonnet; Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours ; with this key Shakspeare unlocked his heart; the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarch's wound; A thousand times this pipe did Tasso sound; With it Camoens soothed an exile's grief; The Sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow: a glow-worm lamp, It...
Сторінка 457 - To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss ; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this ! The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow; It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame: I hear thy name spoken And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear? They know not I knew thee Who knew thee too well : Long, long shall I rue thee Too deeply to tell.
Сторінка 254 - Every man of an immense crowded audience appeared to me to go away as I did, ready to take arms against writs of assistance. Then and there was the first scene of the first act of opposition to the arbitrary claims of Great Britain. Then and there the child Independence was born. In fifteen years, ie in 1776, he grew up to manhood and declared himself free.
Сторінка 451 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...