Four Victorian Poets: A Study of Clough, Arnold, Rossetti, Morris; with an Introduction on the Course of Poetry from 1822 to 1852Russell & Russell, 1908 - 299 páginas |
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... Gosse thinks , it is that it is too unbidden , not shaped within into clearness , not fed by thought ; and its spontaneous utterance , desperately striving by It repeated forms of the same idea to express the idea Introductory.
... Gosse thinks , it is that it is too unbidden , not shaped within into clearness , not fed by thought ; and its spontaneous utterance , desperately striving by It repeated forms of the same idea to express the idea Introductory.
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... thought or word in it . Its treatment of Nature is light and pleasant ; the characters are quite boneless . There is , however , a description of the faery host in array for festival which is delightfully fancied , elfish , gay , and ...
... thought or word in it . Its treatment of Nature is light and pleasant ; the characters are quite boneless . There is , however , a description of the faery host in array for festival which is delightfully fancied , elfish , gay , and ...
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... thought . Both have not only deeply influenced England , but have also done her great and lasting good ; and both illus- trate afresh the work of the ideas of the Revolution- the one in its attraction to those ideas ; the other in its ...
... thought . Both have not only deeply influenced England , but have also done her great and lasting good ; and both illus- trate afresh the work of the ideas of the Revolution- the one in its attraction to those ideas ; the other in its ...
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... thought , had only touched the comfortable poor . Crabbe gave him more truth , and was nearer to his heart- " Crabbe , whose dark gold is richer than it seems " -but Byron had most power over his soul . Byron's anger , force , love of ...
... thought , had only touched the comfortable poor . Crabbe gave him more truth , and was nearer to his heart- " Crabbe , whose dark gold is richer than it seems " -but Byron had most power over his soul . Byron's anger , force , love of ...
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... thought that , bad as things are still in town and country , and much as I wish that the poetry of our own day should now enter into the battle - the progress made in social good during the last seventy years of the last century has ...
... thought that , bad as things are still in town and country , and much as I wish that the poetry of our own day should now enter into the battle - the progress made in social good during the last seventy years of the last century has ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Arnold artist Balder battle beauty calm charm clear close Clough death deep dreams earth Earthly Paradise elements emotion Empedocles England English English poetry excellence expressed faith fate feeling felt G. P. PUTNAM'S SONS genius Greek Guenevere happy heart Heaven hope human ideal ideas imagination invented Iseult Italian Italian poetry Keats land landscape light live love-poetry loveliness matter Matthew Arnold medieval modern Moreover Morris mystic narrative poetry nature never noble Obermann pain painted painter passion past peace picture pity pleasure poem poet poetic Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood prose quiet realised religious romantic Rose Rossetti scenery Scholar Gipsy Shelley sonnets sorrow soul spirit stoic stoicism story strange supernatural tale tell temper tender Tennyson things thou thought tion touch trouble true truth verse Volsunga Saga wandering weary whole women wrote young youth
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Página 243 - A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread — and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness — Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!
Página 134 - 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 89 - A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast. And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again: The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain. And what we mean, we say, and what we would, we know.
Página 166 - UNDER the arch of Life, where love and death, Terror and mystery, guard her shrine, I saw Beauty enthroned ; and though her gaze struck awe, I drew it in as simply as my breath. Hers are the eyes which, over and beneath, The sky and sea bend on thee, — which can draw, By sea or sky or woman, to one law, The allotted bondman of her palm and wreath.
Página 52 - Say not, the struggle nought availeth, The labour and the wounds are vain, The enemy faints not, nor faileth, And as things have been they remain.
Página 52 - SAY NOT THE STRUGGLE NOUGHT AVAILETH. Say not, the struggle nought availeth, The labour and the wounds are vain, The enemy faints not, nor faileth, And as things have been they remain. If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars; It may be, in yon smoke concealed, Your comrades chase e'en now the fliers, And, but for you, possess the field. For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding in, the main, And...
Página 122 - Ye alight in our van ! at your voice, Panic, despair, flee away. Ye move through the ranks, recall The stragglers, refresh the outworn, Praise, re-inspire the brave I Order, courage, return.
Página 117 - Lean'd on his gate, he gazes — tears Are in his eyes, and in his ears The murmur of a thousand years.
Página 193 - Even so, where Heaven holds breath and hears The beating heart of Love's own breast, — Where round the secret of all spheres All angels lay their wings to rest, — How shall my soul stand rapt and awed, When, by the new birth borne abroad Throughout the music of the suns, It enters in her soul at once And knows the silence there for God!
Página 49 - As ships, becalmed at eve, that lay With canvas drooping, side by side, Two towers of sail at dawn of day Are scarce long leagues apart descried ; When fell the night, upsprung the breeze, And all the darkling hours they plied, Nor dreamt but each the self-same seas By each was cleaving, side by side : E'en so — but why the tale reveal Of those, whom year by year unchanged, Brief absence joined anew to feel, Astounded, soul from soul estranged ? At dead of night...