Feminine Influence on the PoetsJohn Lane Company, 1911 - 351 páginas |
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... tion of the now surviving ballads and songs cannot be shown . But it might fairly be con- tended that some , if not all , of the qualities in which they differ from the individual art poetry of England , especially after the Re ...
... tion of the now surviving ballads and songs cannot be shown . But it might fairly be con- tended that some , if not all , of the qualities in which they differ from the individual art poetry of England , especially after the Re ...
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... tion . Another slight poem , Foresight , " had its origin in Dorothy's remark : " When I was a child I would not have pulled a strawberry blossom . " Wordsworth all but finished the poem that day . It kept him long 66 off his dinner ...
... tion . Another slight poem , Foresight , " had its origin in Dorothy's remark : " When I was a child I would not have pulled a strawberry blossom . " Wordsworth all but finished the poem that day . It kept him long 66 off his dinner ...
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... tion is recorded of John Clare . On the first night of walking home with Martha Turner , afterwards his wife , he said good - bye to her at the door , and waited about , watching the lights of her home , for an hour or two . He then set ...
... tion is recorded of John Clare . On the first night of walking home with Martha Turner , afterwards his wife , he said good - bye to her at the door , and waited about , watching the lights of her home , for an hour or two . He then set ...
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... tion of those general representatives to each other we discover what is really important to men , so , by the repetition and continuance of this act , our feel- ings will be connected with important subjects , till at length , if we be ...
... tion of those general representatives to each other we discover what is really important to men , so , by the repetition and continuance of this act , our feel- ings will be connected with important subjects , till at length , if we be ...
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... tion ; " I have sailed , " he says with a thrill in the preface to " The Revolt of Islam , " " I have sailed down mighty rivers , and seen the sun rise and set , and the stars come forth , whilst I have sailed night and day down a rapid ...
... tion ; " I have sailed , " he says with a thrill in the preface to " The Revolt of Islam , " " I have sailed down mighty rivers , and seen the sun rise and set , and the stars come forth , whilst I have sailed night and day down a rapid ...
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addressed ballad beauty Beowulf breast Burns Byron child Claire Clairmont Countess Cowper daughter dead dear death delight died Donne doth E. K. Chambers English English poetry Epithalamion expression eyes fair Fanny Brawne feeling flowers Frances Walsingham friendship girl grace Greensleeves hair happy Harriet heart human husband Ianthe influence innocent inspired Keats Kingis Quair kiss knew Lady Landor letters lived look Lord love-poems love-poetry lover maid marriage married Mary Mary Fitton Mary Shelley Mary Sidney mind mistress morning mother Muse nature never night Nut-Brown Maid once passion patroness perhaps pleasure poems poet poet's poetry praise probably Queen Revolt of Islam rose says seems Shelley Shelley's Sidney sings sister solitude song sonnets soul speak Spenser spirit Stella sweet tells thee things thou thought tion verses voice walk wife woman women words Wordsworth write written wrote young youth
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Página 21 - As one who, long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn, to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight ; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Página 32 - The author continued for about three hours in a profound sleep, at least of the external senses, during which time he has the most vivid confidence, that he could not have composed less than from two to three hundred lines ; if, that indeed can be called composition in which all the images rose up before him as things, with a parallel production of the correspondent expressions, without any sensation or consciousness of effort.
Página 33 - Lyrical Ballads, in which it was agreed that my endeavours should be directed to persons and characters supernatural, or at least romantic — yet so as to transfer from our inward nature a human interest and a semblance of truth sufficient to procure for these shadows of imagination that willing suspension of disbelief, for the moment, which constitutes poetic faith.
Página 236 - Highway, since you my chief Parnassus be; And that my Muse, to some ears not unsweet, Tempers her words to trampling horses
Página 315 - I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heart's affections and the truth of Imagination — What the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth — whether it existed before or not — for I have the same Idea of all our Passions as of Love they are all in their sublime, creative of essential Beauty.
Página 150 - I know the ways of pleasure, the sweet strains, The lullings and the relishes of it ; The propositions of hot blood and brains ; What mirth and music mean ; what love and wit Have done these twenty hundred years, and more...
Página 242 - And whilst our souls negotiate there, We like sepulchral statues lay; All day the same our postures were, And we said nothing, all the day.
Página 122 - Could Time, his flight reversed, restore the hours, When, playing with thy vesture's tissued flowers, The violet, the pink, and jessamine, I pricked them into paper with a pin, (And thou wast happier than myself the while, Wouldst softly speak, and stroke my head, and smile...
Página 78 - So passeth in the passing of a day Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower...
Página 247 - To Dianeme. SWEET, be not proud of those two eyes, Which, star-like, sparkle in their skies ; Nor be you proud that you can see All hearts your captives, yours yet free ; Be you not proud of that rich hair, Which wantons with the love-sick air ; When as that ruby which you wear, Sunk from the tip of your soft ear, Will last to be a precious stone, When all your world of beauty's gone.