Popular Studies of Nineteenth Century PoetsF. Warne and Company, 1892 - 184 Seiten |
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... Being - the mighty Being who is ever awake , ' And doth with His eternal motion make A sound like thunder - everlastingly . ' Thus Wordsworth taught us that Nature is the embodiment of 8 POPULAR STUDIES OF NINETEENTH - CENTURY POETS .
... Being - the mighty Being who is ever awake , ' And doth with His eternal motion make A sound like thunder - everlastingly . ' Thus Wordsworth taught us that Nature is the embodiment of 8 POPULAR STUDIES OF NINETEENTH - CENTURY POETS .
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... eternal najesty and might . Wordsworth's simplicity has often been denounced as puerility , and no poem has been so much burlesqued as ' We are Seven . ' True , it is found in all the early primers , and known to most of our little ones ...
... eternal najesty and might . Wordsworth's simplicity has often been denounced as puerility , and no poem has been so much burlesqued as ' We are Seven . ' True , it is found in all the early primers , and known to most of our little ones ...
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... eternal - would have come up for treat- ment and exposition . In this respect his friend Coleridge— the poor opium - cursed and brandy - imbibing Coleridge - was far ahead of him . None the less , the calm and joy of Words- worth's life ...
... eternal - would have come up for treat- ment and exposition . In this respect his friend Coleridge— the poor opium - cursed and brandy - imbibing Coleridge - was far ahead of him . None the less , the calm and joy of Words- worth's life ...
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... much pantheistic teaching is discoverable in his works . Others there are who claim for him in his latter days a faith in the unseen and eternal , as well as in the immortality of 34 POPULAR STUDIES OF NINETEENTH - CENTURY POETS .
... much pantheistic teaching is discoverable in his works . Others there are who claim for him in his latter days a faith in the unseen and eternal , as well as in the immortality of 34 POPULAR STUDIES OF NINETEENTH - CENTURY POETS .
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... eternal and after this his life was one long earnest search -he passed through the pagan phase only to find its insufficiency . This accounts for his embodiment and personification of the forces around him . He wanted One to whom he ...
... eternal and after this his life was one long earnest search -he passed through the pagan phase only to find its insufficiency . This accounts for his embodiment and personification of the forces around him . He wanted One to whom he ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Abel Abt Vogler beauty beneath blasphemy breath brother Browning Browning's Byron Cain Cain's child Cleon clod Coleridge cries cursed dead death Divine dream earl was fair earth eternal faith fire genius gloom glory gold golden Golden Ass Hallam hand hate heart heaven Hood hope humour imagination immortal immortal hours instinct life's light live Locksley Hall look Lucifer man's Manfred Maud mighty mind mirth mood MOODIST moral Nature never night Palace of Art Paracelsus passion poem poet poetry pride Protus Rabbi Ben Ezra realm religion Revolt of Islam ribaldry rouse scorn seeks selfish shadow Shelley Shelley's sing song sonnet sorrow soul sound spirit stand stars Stopford Brooke sweet tears Tennyson thee thing thou thought touch true truth turn turret and tree unseen voice Wanderer wealth weep wind words Wordsworth worship youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 8 - All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, ' And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth; of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create *, And what perceive...
Seite 14 - Seven are we; And two of us at Conway dwell, And two are gone to sea; "Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the churchyard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.
Seite 161 - And bade me creep past. No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall change, shall become first a peace out of pain.
Seite 184 - There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is naught, is silence implying sound; What was good, shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round.
Seite 15 - Then did the little maid reply, "Seven boys and girls are we; Two of us in the churchyard lie, Beneath the churchyard tree." "You run about, my little maid, Your limbs they are alive; If two are in the churchyard laid, Then ye are only five." "Their graves are green, they may be seen," The little maid replied, "Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side.
Seite 56 - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen!
Seite 34 - Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is; What if my leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth!
Seite 136 - As the husband is, the wife is: thou art mated with a clown, And the grossness of his nature will have weight to drag thee down. He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force, Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.
Seite 169 - Then, welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand but go! Be our joys three-parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
Seite 180 - All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good shall exist; Not its semblance, but itself; no beauty, nor good, nor power Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour. The high that proved too high, the heroic for earth too hard...