PoemsTicknor, 1856 - 336 Seiten |
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... Arnold. 1 TO A GIPSY CHILD BY THE SEA - SHORE OBERMANN THE BURIED LIFE • THE YOUTH OF NATURE THE YOUTH OF MAN A SUMMER NIGHT PAGE . 306 310 318 • 322 328 335 PREFACE . IN two small volumes of Poems , published 8 CONTENTS .
... Arnold. 1 TO A GIPSY CHILD BY THE SEA - SHORE OBERMANN THE BURIED LIFE • THE YOUTH OF NATURE THE YOUTH OF MAN A SUMMER NIGHT PAGE . 306 310 318 • 322 328 335 PREFACE . IN two small volumes of Poems , published 8 CONTENTS .
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... nature , to our passions , that which is great and passionate is eternally interesting ; and interesting solely in proportion to its greatness and to its passion . A great human action of a thousand years ago is more in- teresting to it ...
... nature , to our passions , that which is great and passionate is eternally interesting ; and interesting solely in proportion to its greatness and to its passion . A great human action of a thousand years ago is more in- teresting to it ...
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... nature should be moved ; and dramas of which the action , though taken from a long - distant mythic time , yet was calculated to accomplish this in a higher degree than that of the Persæ , stood higher in his estimation ac- cordingly ...
... nature should be moved ; and dramas of which the action , though taken from a long - distant mythic time , yet was calculated to accomplish this in a higher degree than that of the Persæ , stood higher in his estimation ac- cordingly ...
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... nature . - - - But the modern critic not only permits a false practice ; he absolutely prescribes false aims . “ A true allegory of the state of one's own mind in a representative history , " the Poet is told , " is perhaps the highest ...
... nature . - - - But the modern critic not only permits a false practice ; he absolutely prescribes false aims . “ A true allegory of the state of one's own mind in a representative history , " the Poet is told , " is perhaps the highest ...
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... nature ; it may be imitated and exag- gerated , it cannot be learned or applied as an art ; he is , above all , suggestive ; more valuable , therefore , to young writers as men than as artists . But the clearness of arrangement , rigor ...
... nature ; it may be imitated and exag- gerated , it cannot be learned or applied as an art ; he is , above all , suggestive ; more valuable , therefore , to young writers as men than as artists . But the clearness of arrangement , rigor ...
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Seite 169 - O born in days when wits were fresh and clear, And life ran gaily as the sparkling Thames; Before this strange disease of modern life, With its sick hurry, its divided aims, Its heads o'ertaxed, its palsied hearts, was rife — Fly hence, our contact fear!
Seite 173 - OTHERS abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask — Thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge. For the loftiest hill, Who to the stars uncrowns his majesty, Planting his steadfast footsteps in the sea, Making the heaven of heavens his dwelling-place, Spares but the cloudy border of his base To the...
Seite 168 - For whom each year we see Breeds new beginnings, disappointments new; Who hesitate and falter life away, And lose to-morrow the ground won to-day — Ah!
Seite 137 - When did music come this way? Children dear, was it yesterday? Children dear, was it yesterday (Call yet once) that she went away? Once she sate with you and me, On a red gold throne in the heart of the sea, And the youngest sate on her knee. She comb'd its bright hair, and she tended it well, When down swung the sound of the far-off bell.
Seite 136 - Sand-strewn caverns, cool and deep, Where the winds are all asleep; Where the spent lights quiver and gleam ; Where the salt weed sways in the stream...
Seite 138 - we are long alone; ' The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan.
Seite 167 - For early didst thou leave the world, with powers Fresh, undiverted to the world without, Firm to their mark, not spent on other things; Free from the sick fatigue, the languid doubt, Which much to have tried, in much been baffled, brings. O life unlike to ours! Who fluctuate idly without term or scope, Of whom each strives, nor knows for what he strives, And each half lives a hundred different lives; Who wait like thee, but not, like thee, in hope.
Seite 69 - Far, far from here, The Adriatic breaks in a warm bay Among the green Illyrian hills ; and there The sunshine in the happy glens is fair, And by the sea, and in the brakes. The grass is cool, the sea-side air Buoyant and fresh, the mountain-flowers More virginal and sweet than ours.
Seite 10 - Greek genius suppose to be its exclusive characteristics, have disappeared ; the calm, the cheerfulness, the disinterested ob1 jectivity have disappeared : the dialogue of the mind with itself has commenced ; modern problems have presented themselves ; we hear already the doubts, we witness the discouragement, of Hamlet and of Faust.
Seite 51 - ... vengeance upon thee. Fierce man, bethink thee, for an only son! What will that grief, what will that vengeance be? Oh, could I live, till I that grief had seen! Yet him I pity not so much, but her, My mother, who in Ader-baijan dwells 59° With that old king, her father, who grows gray With age, and rules over the valiant Koords.