In the Republic of LettersDavid Nutt, 1898 - 221 páginas |
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... Sir Aubrey de Vere's Mary Tudor , and Mr. Aubrey de Vere's Alexander the Great , we have abundant confirmation of the opposite view , which finds in the great artist sufficient cause for the great work . When lesser men complain of the ...
... Sir Aubrey de Vere's Mary Tudor , and Mr. Aubrey de Vere's Alexander the Great , we have abundant confirmation of the opposite view , which finds in the great artist sufficient cause for the great work . When lesser men complain of the ...
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... Sir Aubrey de Vere , who was a contemporary of Byron and of Sir Robert Peel1 at Harrow , was like Wordsworth , his friend , cradled into poetry by Nature , amid the same scenes as that poet , beside the peaceful mountain stream ' that ...
... Sir Aubrey de Vere , who was a contemporary of Byron and of Sir Robert Peel1 at Harrow , was like Wordsworth , his friend , cradled into poetry by Nature , amid the same scenes as that poet , beside the peaceful mountain stream ' that ...
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... Sir Aubrey de Vere's life was by no means wholly devoted to poetry . We are told by his son that probably not more than two years of his life , scattered over its various portions , were spent in the composition of his longer works ...
... Sir Aubrey de Vere's life was by no means wholly devoted to poetry . We are told by his son that probably not more than two years of his life , scattered over its various portions , were spent in the composition of his longer works ...
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... Sir Aubrey de Vere's early dramas , a task made still more difficult in the case of poems which can hardly be said ever to have had a spell of life in public favour . With many of the qualities that compose distinction and compel ...
... Sir Aubrey de Vere's early dramas , a task made still more difficult in the case of poems which can hardly be said ever to have had a spell of life in public favour . With many of the qualities that compose distinction and compel ...
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... Sir Aubrey de Vere's poetry is one of its most striking characteristics . If not inspiring throughout — and what poet is inspiring throughout ? -he is never paltry , and the verse moves with a conscious unflagging dignity that ...
... Sir Aubrey de Vere's poetry is one of its most striking characteristics . If not inspiring throughout — and what poet is inspiring throughout ? -he is never paltry , and the verse moves with a conscious unflagging dignity that ...
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Página 184 - 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. 'The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Página 171 - Still glides the Stream, and shall for ever glide ; The Form remains, the Function never dies ; While we, the brave, the mighty, and the wise, We Men, who in our morn of youth defied The elements, must vanish ; — be it -so ! Enough, if something from our hands have power To live, and act, and serve the future hour ; And if, as toward the silent tomb we go, Through love, through hope, and faith's transcendent dower, We feel that we are greater than we know.
Página 12 - If, in the paths of the world, Stones might have wounded thy feet, Toil or dejection have tried Thy spirit, of that we saw Nothing - to us thou wast still Cheerful, and helpful, and firm! Therefore to thee it was given Many to save with thyself; And, at the end of thy day, O faithful shepherd! to come, Bringing thy sheep in thy hand.
Página 29 - So, some tempestuous morn in early June, When the year's primal burst of bloom is o'er, Before the roses and the longest day — When garden-walks and all the grassy floor With blossoms red and white of fallen May And chestnut-flowers are strewn — So have I heard the cuckoo's parting cry, From the wet field, through the vext garden-trees, Come with the volleying rain and tossing breeze: The bloom is gone, and with the bloom go I!
Página 11 - Right for the Polar Star, past Orgunje, Brimming, and bright, and large : then sands begin To hem his watery march, and dam his streams, And split his currents ; that for many a league The shorn and parcelled Oxus strains along Through beds of sand and matted rushy isles...
Página 20 - Ah, love, let us be true To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain; And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night.
Página 22 - ye stars, ye waters, On my heart your mighty charm renew; Still, still let me, as I gaze upon you, Feel my soul becoming vast like you ! ' From the intense, clear, star-sown vault of heaven, Over the lit sea's unquiet way, In the rustling night-air came the answer: 'Wouldst thou be as these are? Live as they.
Página 176 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
Página 188 - New sentiments and new images others may produce ; but to attempt any further improvement of versification will be dangerous. Art and diligence have now done their best, and what shall be added will be the effort of tedious toil and needless curiosity.
Página 176 - Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me. If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story.