Biographia Literaria; Or, Biographical Sketches of My Literary Life and Opinions, Volumen2G. P. Putnam, 1848 - 804 páginas |
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... father ! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Last Christmas when they talked of this , Old Farmer Simpson did maintain , That in her womb the infant wrought About its mother's heart , and brought Her senses back again : And , when at last ...
... father ! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Last Christmas when they talked of this , Old Farmer Simpson did maintain , That in her womb the infant wrought About its mother's heart , and brought Her senses back again : And , when at last ...
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... FATHERS , SIMON LEE , ALICE FELL , BEGGARS , and THE SAILOR'S MOTHER , 10 notwithstanding the beauties which are to be found in each of them where the poet interposes the music of his own thoughts , would have been more delightful to me ...
... FATHERS , SIMON LEE , ALICE FELL , BEGGARS , and THE SAILOR'S MOTHER , 10 notwithstanding the beauties which are to be found in each of them where the poet interposes the music of his own thoughts , would have been more delightful to me ...
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... fathers The Flower , even him Who preserves his native city erect and safe . " But are such rhetorical caprices condemnable only for their deviation from the language of real life ? and are they by no other means to be precluded , but ...
... fathers The Flower , even him Who preserves his native city erect and safe . " But are such rhetorical caprices condemnable only for their deviation from the language of real life ? and are they by no other means to be precluded , but ...
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... father of the man , " & c.2 Or in the LUCY GRAY ? " No mate , no comrade Lucy knew ; She dwelt on a wide moor ; The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door . " 3 Or in the IDLE SHEPHERD - BOYS ? * 1 [ Altered from The Pet Lamb ...
... father of the man , " & c.2 Or in the LUCY GRAY ? " No mate , no comrade Lucy knew ; She dwelt on a wide moor ; The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door . " 3 Or in the IDLE SHEPHERD - BOYS ? * 1 [ Altered from The Pet Lamb ...
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... father wrote , to " the eagles , " as it is written by Mr. Wordsworth - because eagles are neither gregarious nor numerous , and the first expression seems to mark the nature of the bird , and to bring it more interestingly before the ...
... father wrote , to " the eagles , " as it is written by Mr. Wordsworth - because eagles are neither gregarious nor numerous , and the first expression seems to mark the nature of the bird , and to bring it more interestingly before the ...
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Página 582 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized. High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised...
Página 734 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome!
Página 581 - Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast: Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise...
Página 555 - Oh ! many are the Poets that are sown By Nature ; men endowed with highest gifts, The vision and the faculty divine ; Yet wanting the accomplishment of verse...
Página 443 - I hoped, might be of some use to ascertain, how far, by fitting to metrical arrangement a selection of the real language of men in a state of vivid sensation...
Página 451 - What is poetry? — is so nearly the same question with, what is a poet? — that the answer to the one is involved in the solution of the other.
Página 520 - Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky; The dew shall weep thy fall tonight, For thou must die.
Página 442 - ... things of every day, and to excite a feeling analogous to the supernatural, by awakening the mind's attention from the lethargy of custom, and directing it to the loveliness and the wonders of the world before us; an inexhaustible treasure, but for which, in consequence of the film of familiarity and selfish solicitude, we have eyes, yet see not, ears that hear not, and hearts that neither feel nor understand.
Página 580 - Upon whose grassless floor of red-brown hue, By sheddings from the pining umbrage tinged Perennially — beneath whose sable roof Of boughs, as if for festal purpose decked With unrejoicing berries — ghostly Shapes May meet at noontide; Fear and trembling Hope, Silence and Foresight; Death the Skeleton And Time the Shadow ; — there to celebrate, As in a natural temple scattered o'er With altars undisturbed of mossy stone, United worship ; or in mute repose To lie, and listen to the mountain flood...
Página 530 - Scot,' exclaims the lance — Bear me to the heart of France, Is the longing of the Shield — Tell thy name, thou trembling Field ; Field of Death, where'er thou be, Groan thou with our victory ! Happy day, and mighty hour, When our Shepherd, in his power, Mailed and horsed, with lance and sword, To his ancestors restored, Like a re-appearing Star, Like a glory from afar, First shall head the flock of war...