Works ...Derby & Jackson, 1859 |
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iv. oldal
... FAIRIES . 130 LOVERS AND MUSIC ANTONY AND THE CLOUDS . 131 136 YOUNG WARRIORS • 137 IMOGEN IN BED 138 SELECTIONS FROM BEN JONSON , WITH CRITICAL NOTICE TO CYNTHIA ; THE MOON THE LOVE - MAKING OF LUXURY TOWERING SENSUALITY 140 142 • 142 ...
... FAIRIES . 130 LOVERS AND MUSIC ANTONY AND THE CLOUDS . 131 136 YOUNG WARRIORS • 137 IMOGEN IN BED 138 SELECTIONS FROM BEN JONSON , WITH CRITICAL NOTICE TO CYNTHIA ; THE MOON THE LOVE - MAKING OF LUXURY TOWERING SENSUALITY 140 142 • 142 ...
2. oldal
... fairy ornament . It modulates what it utters , because in running the whole round of beauty it must needs include beauty of sound ; and because , in the height of its enjoyment , it must show the per- fection of its triumph , and make ...
... fairy ornament . It modulates what it utters , because in running the whole round of beauty it must needs include beauty of sound ; and because , in the height of its enjoyment , it must show the per- fection of its triumph , and make ...
10. oldal
... fairy . Its lowest depths ( unless Dante suggested them ) were the cellars under the stage . Caliban himself is a cross - breed between a witch and a clown . No offence to Shakspeare ; who was not bound to be the greatest of healthy ...
... fairy . Its lowest depths ( unless Dante suggested them ) were the cellars under the stage . Caliban himself is a cross - breed between a witch and a clown . No offence to Shakspeare ; who was not bound to be the greatest of healthy ...
11. oldal
... Fairy Queen ; and let the reader of Italian open the Orlando Furioso at its first introduction of the Hippogriff ( Canto iii . , st . 4 ) , where Bradamante , coming to an inn , hears a great noise , and sees all the people looking up ...
... Fairy Queen ; and let the reader of Italian open the Orlando Furioso at its first introduction of the Hippogriff ( Canto iii . , st . 4 ) , where Bradamante , coming to an inn , hears a great noise , and sees all the people looking up ...
13. oldal
... fairies be nothing fantastical ; his gnomes not " of the earth , earthy . " And this again will be wanting to Nature ; for it will be wanting to the supernatural , as Nature would have made it , working in a supernatural direc- tion ...
... fairies be nothing fantastical ; his gnomes not " of the earth , earthy . " And this again will be wanting to Nature ; for it will be wanting to the supernatural , as Nature would have made it , working in a supernatural direc- tion ...
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appear beauty better body bright bring character comes delight devil doth dream earth Enter eyes face fair fairy fancy fear feeling fire flowers give grace hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven hence hope horse humor idea imagination kind king lady leave less light live look lord master mean Milton mind moon nature never night once pain passage passion perhaps play poem poet poetical poetry poor pray present reader reason rest rich round seems seen sense Shakspeare side sing sleep sometimes song soul sound speak Spenser spirit sweet tell thee things thou thought true truth turn unto verse whole wind wood writing young
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219. oldal - What thou art we know not: what is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, as from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden in the light of thought, singing hymns unbidden till the world is wrought to sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
189. oldal - And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
252. oldal - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret...
252. oldal - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
177. oldal - Less than archangel ruined, and the excess Of glory obscured ; as when the sun, new risen, Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams, or from behind the moon, In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs.
233. oldal - ST. AGNES' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold: Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith.
194. oldal - Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe.
88. oldal - Was parmaceti for an inward bruise ; And that it was great pity, so it was, This villanous saltpetre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly ; and but for these vile guns He would himself have been a soldier.
250. oldal - 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 feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
186. oldal - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus