KeatsMacmillan, 1887 - 233 Seiten |
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... effect is the account of Keats given by a school friend seven or eight years older than himself , to whose appreciation and encouragement the world most likely owes it that he first ventured into poetry . This was the son of the master ...
... effect is the account of Keats given by a school friend seven or eight years older than himself , to whose appreciation and encouragement the world most likely owes it that he first ventured into poetry . This was the son of the master ...
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... , and to the same effect Leigh Hunt : - " the eyes mellow and glowing , large , dark , and sensitive . At the recital of a noble action or a beautiful thought , they would suffuse with tears , and 46 [ CHAP . KEATS .
... , and to the same effect Leigh Hunt : - " the eyes mellow and glowing , large , dark , and sensitive . At the recital of a noble action or a beautiful thought , they would suffuse with tears , and 46 [ CHAP . KEATS .
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... effects of verse , and the practice of Spenser is said to have suggested to him a special theory as to the use and value of the iteration of vowel sounds in poetry . What his theory was we are not clearly told , neither do I think it ...
... effects of verse , and the practice of Spenser is said to have suggested to him a special theory as to the use and value of the iteration of vowel sounds in poetry . What his theory was we are not clearly told , neither do I think it ...
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... effect of rhythmical movement attempted in the last lines , to correspond with the buoyancy and variety of the motions described , has a certain felicity , and the whole passage is touched already with Keats's exquisite perception and ...
... effect of rhythmical movement attempted in the last lines , to correspond with the buoyancy and variety of the motions described , has a certain felicity , and the whole passage is touched already with Keats's exquisite perception and ...
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... effect , as he will put his name to it . " Both poet and publisher were delighted with this condescension on the part of the sublime Haydon ; who failed , how- ever , to carry out his promise . " My neglect , " said Haydon long ...
... effect , as he will put his name to it . " Both poet and publisher were delighted with this condescension on the part of the sublime Haydon ; who failed , how- ever , to carry out his promise . " My neglect , " said Haydon long ...
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Abbey admirably afterwards Appendix Bailey beauty beginning brother Brown Charles Wentworth Dilke charm colour Cowden Clarke criticism death delight Dilke effect Endymion English Eve of St expression eyes fancy Fanny Brawne feel Forman friends genius George Keats Greek Hampstead Haydon heart Houghton MSS human Hunt's Hyperion imagination instinct Jennings John Hamilton Reynolds John Keats Keats's kind Lamia later Leigh Hunt letter lines literary literature living London Lord Houghton Milton mind nature never once partly passage passion piece pleasant poem poet poet's poetic poetry quoted Reynolds rhyme romance says seems Severn Shelley sister sonnet soul speak Spenser spirit spring St Agnes stanza stood story summer sweet Taylor Teignmouth tell thee things thou thought touch Vale of Health verse vision volume walked Winchester words Wordsworth writes written wrote young youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 178 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too...
Seite 170 - Do not all charms fly At the mere touch of cold philosophy ? There was an awful rainbow once in heaven : We know her woof, her texture ; she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air and gnomed mine — Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile made The tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade.
Seite 177 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.
Seite 219 - But to her heart, her heart was voluble, Paining with eloquence her balmy side; As though a tongueless nightingale should swell Her throat in vain, and die, heart-stifled, in her dell.
Seite 30 - Or roll the planets through the boundless sky. Some less refined, beneath the moon's pale light Pursue the stars that shoot athwart the night, Or suck the mists in grosser air below, Or dip their pinions in the painted bow, Or brew fierce tempests on the wintry main, Or o'er the glebe distil the kindly rain.
Seite 177 - Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness ! Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun ; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core...
Seite 173 - O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty," — that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
Seite 173 - What little town by river or sea shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be; and not a soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.
Seite 60 - What though I am not wealthy in the dower Of spanning wisdom ; though I do not know The shiftings of the mighty winds that blow Hither and thither all the changing thoughts Of man : though no great minist'ring reason sorts Out the dark mysteries of human souls To clear conceiving : yet there ever rolls A vast idea before me, and I glean Therefrom my liberty ; thence too I've seen The end and aim of Poesy.
Seite 112 - I find earlier days are gone by — I find that I can have no enjoyment in the world but continual drinking of knowledge.