Chambers's Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A History Critical and Biographical of Authors in the English Tongue from the Earliest Times Till the Present Day, with Specimens of Their Writing, Volym 3W. & R. Chambers, 1903 |
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... England in the time of Pope , Congreve , and Addison , and of France at that period when the blight of gentility did as much as it could to poison the splendid genius of Corneille and of Molière . In Greek literature the genteel finds ...
... England in the time of Pope , Congreve , and Addison , and of France at that period when the blight of gentility did as much as it could to poison the splendid genius of Corneille and of Molière . In Greek literature the genteel finds ...
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... England also , where it had only an oral life . But when there came from the Continent the prosaic wave of materialism which killed poetry properly so called , inasmuch as it stifled for a time the great instinct of wonder , it killed ...
... England also , where it had only an oral life . But when there came from the Continent the prosaic wave of materialism which killed poetry properly so called , inasmuch as it stifled for a time the great instinct of wonder , it killed ...
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... England , from his mountain - throne King James did rushing come . Scarce could they hear or see their foes , Until ... England's arrow - flight like rain ; Crests rose , and stooped , and rose again , Wild and disorderly . But as they ...
... England , from his mountain - throne King James did rushing come . Scarce could they hear or see their foes , Until ... England's arrow - flight like rain ; Crests rose , and stooped , and rose again , Wild and disorderly . But as they ...
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... England as some- thing more than a public calamity : men started at the intelligence , and turned pale , as if they had heard of the loss of a dear friend . An object of our admiration and affection , of our pride and of our hopes , was ...
... England as some- thing more than a public calamity : men started at the intelligence , and turned pale , as if they had heard of the loss of a dear friend . An object of our admiration and affection , of our pride and of our hopes , was ...
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... England . On 30th November Harriet Shelley gave birth , pre- maturely , to a boy ; and some friendly and kindly ... England for Geneva - unhappily for all parties , again accom- On 12th March 1818 Shelley left England for ever . Percy ...
... England . On 30th November Harriet Shelley gave birth , pre- maturely , to a boy ; and some friendly and kindly ... England for Geneva - unhappily for all parties , again accom- On 12th March 1818 Shelley left England for ever . Percy ...
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Chambers's Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A History Critical ..., Volym 3 Robert Chambers,David Patrick Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1903 |
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Sida 428 - The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
Sida 25 - There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Sida 105 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.
Sida 139 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread — Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this "Song of the Shirt.
Sida 145 - I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.
Sida 104 - O for a draught of vintage, that hath been Cool'da long age in the deep-delved earth, Tasting of Flora...
Sida 116 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given ; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven ! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar ; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
Sida 67 - My shaping spirit of Imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be still and patient, all I can; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man — This was my sole resource, my only plan : Till that which suits a part infects the whole, And now is almost grown the habit of my soul.
Sida 104 - 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...
Sida 17 - That on a wild secluded scene impress Thoughts of more deep seclusion ; and connect The landscape with the quiet of the sky.