The English Poets: Selections with Critical IntroductionsThomas Humphry Ward Macmillan, 1895 |
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... give a complete history of English poetry - if it had been so , many names that we have passed over would have been admitted . It has been , to collect as many of the best and most characteristic of their writings as should fully ...
... give a complete history of English poetry - if it had been so , many names that we have passed over would have been admitted . It has been , to collect as many of the best and most characteristic of their writings as should fully ...
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... gives us a human personage no longer , but a God seated immovable amidst his perfect work , like Jupiter on Olympus ; and hardly will it be possible for the young student , to whom such work is exhibited INTRODUCTION .
... gives us a human personage no longer , but a God seated immovable amidst his perfect work , like Jupiter on Olympus ; and hardly will it be possible for the young student , to whom such work is exhibited INTRODUCTION .
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... gives to the Chanson de Roland . If our words are to have any meaning , if our judgments are to have any solidity , we must not heap that supreme praise upon poetry of an order immeasurably inferior . Indeed there can be no more useful ...
... gives to the Chanson de Roland . If our words are to have any meaning , if our judgments are to have any solidity , we must not heap that supreme praise upon poetry of an order immeasurably inferior . Indeed there can be no more useful ...
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... before us , to feel the degree in which a high poetical quality is present or wanting there . Critics give themselves great labour to draw out what in the abstract constitutes the characters of a high quality INTRODUCTION . xxvii.
... before us , to feel the degree in which a high poetical quality is present or wanting there . Critics give themselves great labour to draw out what in the abstract constitutes the characters of a high quality INTRODUCTION . xxvii.
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... give some critical account of them , we may safely , perhaps , venture on laying down , not indeed how and why the characters arise , but where and in what they arise . They are in the matter and substance of the poetry , and they are ...
... give some critical account of them , we may safely , perhaps , venture on laying down , not indeed how and why the characters arise , but where and in what they arise . They are in the matter and substance of the poetry , and they are ...
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Página 453 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Página 460 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide, Than public means, which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Página 454 - ... blessed key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure. Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, Since, seldom coming, in the long year set, Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, Or captain jewels in the carcanet. So is the time that keeps you as my chest, Or as the wardrobe which the robe doth hide, To make some special instant special blest, By new unfolding his imprison'd pride.
Página 418 - With coral clasps and amber studs; And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Página 452 - When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf Heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possessed, Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope...
Página 450 - When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard ; Then of thy beauty do I question make, ' for store, ie to be preserved for use.
Página 451 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Página 453 - If thou survive my well-contented day, When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover, And shalt by fortune once more re-survey These poor rude lines of thy deceased lover, Compare them with the bettering of the time, And though they be outstripp'd by every pen, Reserve them for my love, not for their rime, Exceeded by the height of happier men.
Página 465 - Tu-whit, tu-who - a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl...
Página 533 - Clarence, in steel so bright, Though but a maiden knight, Yet in that furious fight, Scarce such another. Warwick in blood did wade, Oxford the foe invade, And cruel slaughter made, Still as they ran up; Suffolk his axe did ply, Beaumont and Willoughby Bare them right doughtily, Ferrers and Fanhope.