Text-book of Poetry: From Wordsworth, Coleridge, Burns, Beattie, Goldsmith, and Thomson. With Sketches of the Authors' Lives, Notes, and Glossaries. For Use in Schools and ClassesGinn Brothers, 1880 - 111 páginas |
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... poets , especially Spenser and Milton , in reference to the purpose for which this volume is designed . But ... poet who lived nearer our own time , and who represents a very different stage in the course of English thought and ...
... poets , especially Spenser and Milton , in reference to the purpose for which this volume is designed . But ... poet who lived nearer our own time , and who represents a very different stage in the course of English thought and ...
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... poet . Cockermouth stands on the Derwent , called by the poet " the fairest of all rivers , " and looks back to the Borrowdale mountains , among which that river is born . The voice of that stream , he tells us , flowed along his dreams ...
... poet . Cockermouth stands on the Derwent , called by the poet " the fairest of all rivers , " and looks back to the Borrowdale mountains , among which that river is born . The voice of that stream , he tells us , flowed along his dreams ...
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... poet , - on the lakes and the hillsides . All through his school - time , he says that in pauses of the " giddy bliss " he felt " gleams like the flashing of a shield . " And as time went on , and common school pursuits lost their ...
... poet , - on the lakes and the hillsides . All through his school - time , he says that in pauses of the " giddy bliss " he felt " gleams like the flashing of a shield . " And as time went on , and common school pursuits lost their ...
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... poet ; but even poets must be housed , clothed , and fed ; and poetry has seldom done this for any of its devotees , least of all such poetry as Wordsworth was minded to write . But it was not the question of bread alone , but one much ...
... poet ; but even poets must be housed , clothed , and fed ; and poetry has seldom done this for any of its devotees , least of all such poetry as Wordsworth was minded to write . But it was not the question of bread alone , but one much ...
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... poets lost their charm for him . They seemed to him mere products of passion and prejudice , wanting altogether ... poet , not to break his heart against the hard problems of political philosophy , she led him away from perplexing ...
... poets lost their charm for him . They seemed to him mere products of passion and prejudice , wanting altogether ... poet , not to break his heart against the hard problems of political philosophy , she led him away from perplexing ...
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Página 87 - Is lightened : — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on, — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Página 233 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth.
Página 181 - L'OUVERTURE. TOUSSAINT, the most unhappy Man of Men ! Whether the whistling Rustic tend his plough Within thy hearing, or thy head be now Pillowed in some deep dungeon's earless den ; — O miserable Chieftain ! where and when Wilt thou find patience ? Yet die not ; do thou Wear rather in thy bonds a cheerful brow : Though fallen Thyself, never to rise again, Live, and take comfort. Thou hast left behind Powers that will work for thee ; air, earth, and skies ; There's not a breathing of the common...
Página 235 - Shaped by himself with newly-learned art ; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral ; And this hath now his heart, And unto this he frames his song : Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business, love, or strife ; But it will not be long Ere this be thrown aside, And with new joy and pride The little actor cons another part ; Filling from time to time his
Página 183 - Thy soul was like a star, and dwelt apart: Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea: Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou travel on life's common way, In cheerful godliness; and yet thy heart The lowliest duties on herself did lay.
Página 87 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.— That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures.
Página 540 - Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme: How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed; How He Who bore in Heaven the second name Had not on earth whereon to lay His head; How His first followers and servants sped; The precepts sage they wrote to many a land; How he, who lone in' Patmos banished, Saw in the sun a mighty angel stand, And heard great Bab'lon's doom pronounced by Heaven's command. Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope 'springs...
Página 238 - Hence in a season of calm weather, Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Página 491 - First Voice. But tell me, tell me, speak again, Thy soft response renewing — What makes that ship drive on so fast ? What is the ocean doing ? Second Voice. Still as a slave before his lord, The ocean hath no blast ; His great bright eye most silently Up to the moon is cast — If he may know which way to go, For she guides him smooth or grim. See,, brother, see ! how graciously She looketh down on him.
Página 487 - The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared, Merrily did we drop Below the kirk, below the hill, Below the lighthouse top. The sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — " The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud bassoon.