 | Henry Reed - 1855 - 424 sidor
...Would'st thon have laugb'd, had I come coffin'd home, That weep'st to see me triumph ? Ah, my dear, Bach eyes the widows in Corioli wear, And mothers that...Mindless of its just honours : with this key Shakspeare nnlock'd his heart ; the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarch's wound; » Table Talk, vol.... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 sidor
...the bosom of the aerial dawn Melts in dim haze each coarse, ungentle hue. A SON&ET.— Wordsworth, SCORN not the Sonnet ; critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honors; with this key Shakspeare unlocked his heart ; the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarch's... | |
 | 1855 - 458 sidor
...the bosom of the aerial dawn Melts in dim haze each coarse, ungentle hue. A SONNET. — Wordsworth. SCORN not the Sonnet ; critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honors; with this key Shakspeare unlocked his heart ; the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarch's... | |
 | Edwin Paxton Hood - 1856 - 590 sidor
...felt the weight of too much liberty Should find brief solace there as I have found," Again he says, "Scorn not the Sonnet; Critic, you have frowned Mindless of its just honours ; with this key Shakspeare unlocked his heart : — A glow-worm lamp, It cheered mild Spenser, called from faery-land To struggle... | |
 | Edwin Paxton Hood - 1856 - 556 sidor
...weight of too much liberty Should find brief solace there as I have found." Again he says, " Seorn not the Sonnet ; Critic, you have frowned Mindless of its just honours ; with this key Shakspcare unlocked his heart : — A glow-worm lamp, It cheered mild Spenser, called from faery-land... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1856 - 538 sidor
...world a flood Of harmony, with instinct more divine; Type of the wise who soar, but never roam; SONNET. SCORN not the Sonnet; Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honors; with this key Shakspeare unlocked his heart; the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarch's... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1857 - 242 sidor
...structure and redoubled rhymes of the sonnet, for a poet to speak of no fewer than seven of the most illustrious poets of modern Europe, and to touch upon...Sonnet ; Critic, you have frowned. Mindless of its jnat honours , with this key Sbakspeare unlock'd his heart ; the melody Of this small lute gave ease... | |
 | 1857 - 336 sidor
...recognise the exceution of the conception which we have just sketched in a very lifeless paraphrase : — " 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... | |
 | John Seely Hart - 1857 - 580 sidor
...opinion, Wordsworth's Sonnets, save one or two Odes, are worth all his other poems ; and he has said, "Scorn not the Sonnet; Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours ; with this key Slmkspeare unlocked his heart; the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarch's wound; A thousand... | |
 | William Alfred Jones - 1857 - 306 sidor
...Wordsworth at hand, at once the highest defence and purest euloginm upon sonnets and the writers of them? Scorn not the Sonnet; Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honors; with this key Shakspeare unlocked his heart; the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarch's... | |
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Scorn not the sonnet; Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours; with this key Shakespeare 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... 
