History of English Literature, 1. kötetChatto & Windus, 1871 |
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2. oldal
... poet , who has studied and travelled , a man like Alfred de Musset , Victor Hugo , Lamartine , or Heine , in a black coat and gloves , welcomed by the ladies , and making every evening his fifty bows and his score of bon - mots in ...
... poet , who has studied and travelled , a man like Alfred de Musset , Victor Hugo , Lamartine , or Heine , in a black coat and gloves , welcomed by the ladies , and making every evening his fifty bows and his score of bon - mots in ...
43. oldal
... poet will re- turn to the idea he has quitted , and insert it in the thought to which he is giving expression . It is impossible to translate these incon- gruous ideas , which quite disconcert our modern style . At times they are ...
... poet will re- turn to the idea he has quitted , and insert it in the thought to which he is giving expression . It is impossible to translate these incon- gruous ideas , which quite disconcert our modern style . At times they are ...
45. oldal
... poet , ' was a more ignorant man than the others , who knew no poetry ; so that in the hall , when they handed him the harp , he was obliged to withdraw , being unable to sing like his companions . Once , keeping night - watch over the ...
... poet , ' was a more ignorant man than the others , who knew no poetry ; so that in the hall , when they handed him the harp , he was obliged to withdraw , being unable to sing like his companions . Once , keeping night - watch over the ...
53. oldal
... poet can be at one time a brute and a genius , because his genius comes and goes like a disease , and instead of having it he simply is ruled by it . ' A.D. 611. This year Cynegils succeeded to the government in Wessex , and held it one ...
... poet can be at one time a brute and a genius , because his genius comes and goes like a disease , and instead of having it he simply is ruled by it . ' A.D. 611. This year Cynegils succeeded to the government in Wessex , and held it one ...
54. oldal
... poet into an artisan ! They bear witness to the con- trariety which then impeded culture and nature , and spoiled at once the Latin form and the Saxon genius . Beyond this barrier , which drew an impassable line between civilisa- tion ...
... poet into an artisan ! They bear witness to the con- trariety which then impeded culture and nature , and spoiled at once the Latin form and the Saxon genius . Beyond this barrier , which drew an impassable line between civilisa- tion ...
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339. oldal - What a piece of work is a man ! how noble in reason ! how infinite in faculty ! in form and moving how express and admirable ! in action how like an angel ! in apprehension how like a god ! the beauty of the world ! the paragon of animals ! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not me: no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.
451. oldal - Infernal World! and thou, profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor - one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
321. oldal - She is the fairies' midwife ;" and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies" Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep: Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
335. oldal - But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer, Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep In the affliction of these terrible dreams That shake us nightly.
436. oldal - Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato to unfold What worlds, or what vast regions, hold The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...
218. oldal - The end of our foundation is the knowledge of causes, and secret motions of things; and the enlarging of the bounds of human empire, to the effecting of all things possible.
438. oldal - Begin to cast a beam on the outward shape, The unpolluted temple of the mind, And turns it by degrees to the soul's essence, Till all be made immortal : but when lust By unchaste looks, loose gestures, and foul talk ; But most by lewd and lavish act of sin, Lets in defilement to the inward parts, The soul grows clotted by contagion, Imbodies, and imbrutes, till she quite lose The divine property of her first being.
450. oldal - And I turned to see the voice that spake with me. And being turned, I saw seven golden candlesticks; and in the midst of the seven candlesticks one like unto the Son of man, clothed with a garment down to the foot, and girt about the paps with a golden girdle.
302. oldal - Two loves I have of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest me still ; The better angel is a man right fair, The worser spirit a woman colour'd ill. To win me soon to hell, my female evil Tempteth my better angel from my side, And would corrupt my saint to be a devil, Wooing his purity with her foul pride.
451. oldal - Is this the region, this the soil, the clime," Said then the lost Archangel, " this the seat That we must change for Heaven? — this mournful gloom For that celestial light ? Be...