Biographia Literaria; Or, Biographical Sketches of My Literary Life and Opinions, Volumen2G. P. Putnam, 1848 - 804 páginas |
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... returned ; the fear that kills ; And hope that is unwilling to be fed ; Cold , pain , and labor , and all fleshly ills ; And mighty Poets in their misery dead . But now , perplex'd by what the Old Man had said , My question eagerly did ...
... returned ; the fear that kills ; And hope that is unwilling to be fed ; Cold , pain , and labor , and all fleshly ills ; And mighty Poets in their misery dead . But now , perplex'd by what the Old Man had said , My question eagerly did ...
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... returned to the point whence he started - flung himself back into the tide of stirring life and moving events . All is to come over- again , struggle and conflict , chances and changes of war , victory and triumph , overthrow and ...
... returned to the point whence he started - flung himself back into the tide of stirring life and moving events . All is to come over- again , struggle and conflict , chances and changes of war , victory and triumph , overthrow and ...
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... returning ; Alas ! the gratitude of men 9933 Has oftener left me mourning . " or in a still higher strain the six beautiful quatrains , page 134 . " Thus fares it still in our decay : And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age ...
... returning ; Alas ! the gratitude of men 9933 Has oftener left me mourning . " or in a still higher strain the six beautiful quatrains , page 134 . " Thus fares it still in our decay : And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age ...
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... returned in a moment and seated himself again by him , now supporting his head , now wiping his forehead , and ... returning to Denmark to enjoy it . He expatiated on the style in which he meant to live , and the great undertakings which ...
... returned in a moment and seated himself again by him , now supporting his head , now wiping his forehead , and ... returning to Denmark to enjoy it . He expatiated on the style in which he meant to live , and the great undertakings which ...
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... returned hither on the Monday following . From Empfelde , a village half way from Ratzeburg , I walked to Ham- burg through deep sandy roads and a dreary flat : the soil every- where white , hungry , and excessively pulverised ; but the ...
... returned hither on the Monday following . From Empfelde , a village half way from Ratzeburg , I walked to Ham- burg through deep sandy roads and a dreary flat : the soil every- where white , hungry , and excessively pulverised ; but 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...