Essays Chiefly on Poetry, Volym 1Macmillan and Company, 1887 |
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... fair countenance of humanity . No doubt that humanity was not , like Homer's , humanity as it came from the hand of Nature . It was one which , though not con- ventionalised by the fashions of modern times , yet was seen through the ...
... fair countenance of humanity . No doubt that humanity was not , like Homer's , humanity as it came from the hand of Nature . It was one which , though not con- ventionalised by the fashions of modern times , yet was seen through the ...
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... those transcendent merits of Spenser which admit no dispute . His chief characteristic is perhaps his sense of beauty ; but with him the beautiful means the Platonic " Fair and Good . " The one was I CHARACTERISTICS OF SPENSER'S POETRY 23.
... those transcendent merits of Spenser which admit no dispute . His chief characteristic is perhaps his sense of beauty ; but with him the beautiful means the Platonic " Fair and Good . " The one was I CHARACTERISTICS OF SPENSER'S POETRY 23.
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... fair and the good coexist as a single element . He is the converse of ordinary poets . When his theme forces on him the sensational in place of the beautiful , the poet gets sleepy . Some of his battles admit of grand incidents , and he ...
... fair and the good coexist as a single element . He is the converse of ordinary poets . When his theme forces on him the sensational in place of the beautiful , the poet gets sleepy . Some of his battles admit of grand incidents , and he ...
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... this the Faith ? " she recoils into the woods . He sees her no more . He throws his weapons away ; he will speak to none ; he hides himself in the forest's gloomiest nook ; his fair I 27 CHARACTERISTICS OF SPENSER'S POETRY.
... this the Faith ? " she recoils into the woods . He sees her no more . He throws his weapons away ; he will speak to none ; he hides himself in the forest's gloomiest nook ; his fair I 27 CHARACTERISTICS OF SPENSER'S POETRY.
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Aubrey De Vere. hides himself in the forest's gloomiest nook ; his fair locks He let to grow and griesly to concrew Uncompt , uncurled , and carelessly unsted ; That like a pinèd ghost he soon appears . When his " deare lord " Prince ...
Aubrey De Vere. hides himself in the forest's gloomiest nook ; his fair locks He let to grow and griesly to concrew Uncompt , uncurled , and carelessly unsted ; That like a pinèd ghost he soon appears . When his " deare lord " Prince ...
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admirable allegory beauty belongs Belphoebe blended Book breath Britomart canto character characteristic chiefly cloud delight delineated descriptive divine doth drama dream Duke of Bourbon earth Elena face faculty Faery Queen fair faith fear Flanders flowers genius Ghent gifts glory gods goodly Gothic architecture grace grave happy harmony hath heart heaven higher highest human ideal illustrated imagination impassioned instinct intellect knight Laodamia less Liberty light live look Lucretius man's metre mind moral mountain Nature Nature's never Ode to Duty once pass passages passion pathos Philip van Artevelde poem poet poet's poetic political reader regarded remarkable scene seems sense song sonnet sorrow soul Spenser Spenser's poetry spirit stanza sweet sympathy tender thee theme things thou thought Tintern Abbey trees true truth virtue vision voice William Rowan Hamilton wisdom Wordsworth's poetry Wordsworthian youth
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Sida 151 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Sida 254 - Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!
Sida 130 - As a huge stone is sometimes seen to lie Couched on the bald top of an eminence; Wonder to all who do the same espy, By what means it could thither come, and whence; So that it seems a thing endued with sense: Like a sea-beast crawled forth, that on a shelf Of rock or sand reposeth, there to sun itself...
Sida 254 - O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
Sida 261 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy ; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Sida 143 - tis surely blind. But welcome fortitude, and patient cheer, And frequent sights of what is to be borne ! Such sights, or worse, as are before me here. — Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.
Sida 253 - Heaven lies about us in our infancy. Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing boy; But he beholds the light and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy. The youth who daily farther from the East Must travel, still is Nature's priest, And, by the vision splendid, Is on his way attended. At length the man perceives it die away And fade into the light of common day.
Sida 157 - Wisdom and spirit of the universe ! Thou soul that art the eternity of thought, That givest to forms and images a breath And everlasting motion, not in vain By day or star-light thus from my first dawn Of childhood didst thou intertwine for me The passions that build up our human soul...
Sida 191 - It is not to be thought of that the flood Of British freedom, which, to the open sea ..:"- Of the world's praise, from dark antiquity Hath flowed, " with pomp of waters unwithstood...
Sida 130 - I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride; Of Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain-side : By our own spirits are we deified : We poets in our youth begin in gladness; But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.