Colloquies, Desultory, But Chiefly Upon Poetry and Poets: Between an Elder, Enthusiastic, and an Apostle of the LawOrr and Company and Houlston and Stonemen, 1844 - 268 oldal |
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11. oldal
... auxiliaries to any theme - too subtle , alas ! to be " turned into shape " by any but a " poet's B pen ; " and even by that inspired instrument , INTRODUCTORY CHAPTER . 11 of truth; but the embarras augmenteth mightily if ...
... auxiliaries to any theme - too subtle , alas ! to be " turned into shape " by any but a " poet's B pen ; " and even by that inspired instrument , INTRODUCTORY CHAPTER . 11 of truth; but the embarras augmenteth mightily if ...
12. oldal
... poet's page . It only remains , among preliminaries , to relate how I became acquainted with the individual I have very imperfectly described ; and here a fitting occasion presents itself ( at least , in my opinion , which I sub- mit ...
... poet's page . It only remains , among preliminaries , to relate how I became acquainted with the individual I have very imperfectly described ; and here a fitting occasion presents itself ( at least , in my opinion , which I sub- mit ...
55. oldal
... Poet's predomi- nating traits . You seldom meet with Edmund in a storm , or behold his eye " in a fine frenzy rolling ; " but he conducts you on a calmly - flowing tide , over waters whose little heavings and undulations are lit by ...
... Poet's predomi- nating traits . You seldom meet with Edmund in a storm , or behold his eye " in a fine frenzy rolling ; " but he conducts you on a calmly - flowing tide , over waters whose little heavings and undulations are lit by ...
63. oldal
... poet's admirers . He ex- pressed the sadness , not unpleasing , with which the contemplation of the departing sun had filled him— a state of feeling aided by solemn reflections suggested by the thoughtful Poet ; and alluded to a severe ...
... poet's admirers . He ex- pressed the sadness , not unpleasing , with which the contemplation of the departing sun had filled him— a state of feeling aided by solemn reflections suggested by the thoughtful Poet ; and alluded to a severe ...
67. oldal
... Poet , in his hours of weariness and persecution , must , however , have found solace and invigoration in an axiom which he has couched in the beauty and power of truth : 66 Every gift of ... Poet's aim bear AN OPINION UPON WORDSWORTH . 67.
... Poet , in his hours of weariness and persecution , must , however , have found solace and invigoration in an axiom which he has couched in the beauty and power of truth : 66 Every gift of ... Poet's aim bear AN OPINION UPON WORDSWORTH . 67.
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180. oldal - tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, ^ That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.
177. oldal - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them ? To die: to sleep; No more; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil...
201. oldal - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
153. oldal - We rest. — A dream has power to poison sleep ; We rise. — One wandering thought pollutes the day ; We feel, conceive or reason, laugh or weep; Embrace fond woe, or cast our cares away : It is the same!
192. oldal - Though thy clime Be fickle, and thy year most part deform'd With dripping rains, or wither'd by a frost, I would not yet exchange thy sullen skies, And fields without a flower, for warmer France With all her vines ; nor for Ausonia's groves Of golden fruitage, and her myrtle bowers.
38. oldal - May plume her feathers and let grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd...
191. oldal - I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! As tho
14. oldal - Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are an hundred and thirty years ; few and evil have the days of the years of my life been...
110. oldal - More sweet than odours caught by him who sails Near spicy shores of Araby the blest, A thousand times more exquisitely sweet, The freight of holy feeling which we meet, In thoughtful moments, wafted by the gales From fields where good men walk, or bowers wherein they rest.
253. oldal - Speak, whimpering younglings; and make known The reason why Ye droop, and weep. Is it for want of sleep; Or childish lullaby ? Or, that ye have not seen as yet The violet? Or brought a kiss From that sweetheart to this? No, no; this sorrow, shown By your tears shed, Would have this lecture read, * That things of greatest, so of meanest worth, Conceived with grief are, and with tears brought forth.