Evenings in ArcadiaJohn Dennis E. Moxon, 1865 - 321 páginas |
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... Seasons - His character - Letter to Miss Young - A poet dying for love - A select library - Britannia and Liberty - The Castle of Indolence - Walpole's criticism- 66 91 121 CONTENTS . V Wordsworth upon Thomson - Fallacy of his iv CONTENTS .
... Seasons - His character - Letter to Miss Young - A poet dying for love - A select library - Britannia and Liberty - The Castle of Indolence - Walpole's criticism- 66 91 121 CONTENTS . V Wordsworth upon Thomson - Fallacy of his iv CONTENTS .
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... . PAGE 220 264 CHAPTER XI .. Hartley reads an Essay which is discussed and approved - The pastoral poetry of Scotland - Farewell to Lynton ! ............ 301 Epilogue 319 THE season was the childhood of sweet June , Whose vi CONTENTS .
... . PAGE 220 264 CHAPTER XI .. Hartley reads an Essay which is discussed and approved - The pastoral poetry of Scotland - Farewell to Lynton ! ............ 301 Epilogue 319 THE season was the childhood of sweet June , Whose vi CONTENTS .
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John Dennis. THE season was the childhood of sweet June , Whose sunny hours from morning until noon Went creeping through the day with silent feet , Each with its load of pleasure , slow yet sweet . SHELLEY . EVENINGS IN ARCADIA . PROLOGUE ...
John Dennis. THE season was the childhood of sweet June , Whose sunny hours from morning until noon Went creeping through the day with silent feet , Each with its load of pleasure , slow yet sweet . SHELLEY . EVENINGS IN ARCADIA . PROLOGUE ...
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... season which gives birth to it . " The Cuckoo and the Nightingale " has , you know , been turned into modern English by Wordsworth , who has endeavoured , as far as possible , to preserve the simplicity of the original . I think in this ...
... season which gives birth to it . " The Cuckoo and the Nightingale " has , you know , been turned into modern English by Wordsworth , who has endeavoured , as far as possible , to preserve the simplicity of the original . I think in this ...
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... Seasons , " or even " The Excursion , " as pastorals , since they profess to exhibit " the ideas and sentiments of those to whom the country affords pleasure . " HARTLEY . Herein I think the Lichfield sage is right , and some of our ...
... Seasons , " or even " The Excursion , " as pastorals , since they profess to exhibit " the ideas and sentiments of those to whom the country affords pleasure . " HARTLEY . Herein I think the Lichfield sage is right , and some of our ...
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admire Ambrose Philips assertions Aurora Leigh beauty better Browning Browning's charm Chaucer Cowper Crabbe criticism cuckoo delight doth eclogues Edwin Morris English expression exquisite Faerie Queene fame fancy favourite feeling flocks flowers genius give green happy HARTLEY hath heart hills honour imagination immortal song Jeremy Taylor Johnson labour language Leigh Hunt Let me read lines living look Lycidas Milton mind nature Nature's never night noble o'er Paradise Lost passage passion pastoral perhaps pleasure poem poet poet's poetical Pope popular praise prove remember rural poetry rustic scarcely scene Sche shade Shakspeare shepherd sing sometimes song sorrow Southey Spenser spirit STANLEY stream style sublime summer sweet TALBOT Task taste tender Tennyson thee Thomson thou thought true truth uncon verse volume wild wise woods words Wordsworth write
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Página 103 - She shall be sportive as the Fawn That wild with glee across the lawn Or up the mountain springs ; And hers shall be the breathing balm, And hers the silence and the calm Of mute insensate things. " The floating Clouds their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Página 127 - Read from some humbler poet. Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start...
Página 232 - I love the Brooks which down their channels fret, Even more than when I tripped lightly as they; The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality...
Página 261 - Reaper Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
Página 275 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
Página 52 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home ; Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad ; Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds...
Página 62 - Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows ; And, when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Página 35 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Página 48 - twere well, and only therefore Desire to breed by me. — Here 's flowers for you ; Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram ; The marigold, that goes to bed with the sun, And with him rises weeping ; these are flowers Of middle summer, and I think they are given To men of middle age.
Página 148 - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove: But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No...