Essays Chiefly on Poetry, Volumen1Macmillan and Company, 1887 |
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... voice from fields where the knights of old had sought honour only , was more to him than the clamours of sectarian dispute , or the clash of swords directed by that Macchiavellian policy which in nearly all countries had taken the place ...
... voice from fields where the knights of old had sought honour only , was more to him than the clamours of sectarian dispute , or the clash of swords directed by that Macchiavellian policy which in nearly all countries had taken the place ...
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... voice should be uttered by him who was certainly " high priest for that year " in the realm of song ; but that voice should have hymned a different " Gloriana . ” The infinite variety of Spenser's genius is perhaps most forcibly brought ...
... voice should be uttered by him who was certainly " high priest for that year " in the realm of song ; but that voice should have hymned a different " Gloriana . ” The infinite variety of Spenser's genius is perhaps most forcibly brought ...
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... voice of God . In both there is suffering , but in the higher pain works a loftier purification . Both lives have for their patrons Fidelia , Speranza , and Charissa , with whom are conjoined that other triad , Humility , Patience , and ...
... voice of God . In both there is suffering , but in the higher pain works a loftier purification . Both lives have for their patrons Fidelia , Speranza , and Charissa , with whom are conjoined that other triad , Humility , Patience , and ...
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... voices . muttered near and nearer around that ruined mansion , one of old Desmond's hundred castles , within whose halls some strange fortune had harboured the gentlest of England's singers . The " temple - haunting " bird had indeed ...
... voices . muttered near and nearer around that ruined mansion , one of old Desmond's hundred castles , within whose halls some strange fortune had harboured the gentlest of England's singers . The " temple - haunting " bird had indeed ...
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... his legend with this aspiration— O that great Sabaoth God grant me that Sabbath's sight ! This is the voice of a spirit wearied with the storms of our lower sphere , but not daunted or weakened II 85 SPENSER AS A PHILOSOPHIC POET.
... his legend with this aspiration— O that great Sabaoth God grant me that Sabbath's sight ! This is the voice of a spirit wearied with the storms of our lower sphere , but not daunted or weakened II 85 SPENSER AS A PHILOSOPHIC POET.
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admirable allegory beauty belongs Belphoebe blended Book breath Britomart canto character characteristic chiefly cloud delight delineated descriptive divine doth drama dream Duke of Bourbon earth Elena face faculty Faery Queen fair faith fear Flanders flowers genius Ghent gifts glory gods goodly Gothic architecture grace grave happy harmony hath heart heaven higher highest human ideal illustrated imagination impassioned instinct intellect knight Laodamia less Liberty light live look Lucretius man's metre mind moral mountain Nature Nature's never Ode to Duty once pass passages passion pathos Philip van Artevelde poem poet poet's poetic political reader regarded remarkable scene seems sense song sonnet sorrow soul Spenser Spenser's poetry spirit stanza sweet sympathy tender thee theme things thou thought Tintern Abbey trees true truth virtue vision voice William Rowan Hamilton wisdom Wordsworth's poetry Wordsworthian youth
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Página 151 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Página 254 - Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!
Página 130 - As a huge stone is sometimes seen to lie Couched on the bald top of an eminence; Wonder to all who do the same espy, By what means it could thither come, and whence; So that it seems a thing endued with sense: Like a sea-beast crawled forth, that on a shelf Of rock or sand reposeth, there to sun itself...
Página 254 - O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
Página 261 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy ; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Página 143 - tis surely blind. But welcome fortitude, and patient cheer, And frequent sights of what is to be borne ! Such sights, or worse, as are before me here. — Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.
Página 253 - Heaven lies about us in our infancy. Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing boy; But he beholds the light and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy. The youth who daily farther from the East Must travel, still is Nature's priest, And, by the vision splendid, Is on his way attended. At length the man perceives it die away And fade into the light of common day.
Página 157 - Wisdom and spirit of the universe ! Thou soul that art the eternity of thought, That givest to forms and images a breath And everlasting motion, not in vain By day or star-light thus from my first dawn Of childhood didst thou intertwine for me The passions that build up our human soul...
Página 191 - It is not to be thought of that the flood Of British freedom, which, to the open sea ..:"- Of the world's praise, from dark antiquity Hath flowed, " with pomp of waters unwithstood...
Página 130 - I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride; Of Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain-side : By our own spirits are we deified : We poets in our youth begin in gladness; But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.