On Poetic Interpretation of NatureHurd and Houghton, 1877 - 269 páginas |
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... less , because it re- quires a living soul for its existence , as real a truth as the gravitation of the earth's particles or the composition of its materials , that careful noting and familiar knowledge of this beauty re- veals a new ...
... less , because it re- quires a living soul for its existence , as real a truth as the gravitation of the earth's particles or the composition of its materials , that careful noting and familiar knowledge of this beauty re- veals a new ...
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John Campbell Shairp. I have said that the range of Poetry is bound- less as the universe . Whenever the soul comes into living contact with fact and truth , whenever it realizes these with more than common vivid- ness , there arises a ...
John Campbell Shairp. I have said that the range of Poetry is bound- less as the universe . Whenever the soul comes into living contact with fact and truth , whenever it realizes these with more than common vivid- ness , there arises a ...
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... less within the leaves of a herbarium . Not of lyrical poetry only , though of it preeminently , but of all high poetry , may it be said , that it is only then fitly uttered when it is chanted , not read , and so it is with a chant that ...
... less within the leaves of a herbarium . Not of lyrical poetry only , though of it preeminently , but of all high poetry , may it be said , that it is only then fitly uttered when it is chanted , not read , and so it is with a chant that ...
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... less for all her beauty , to those who fain would love her , a cruel and all - devouring Sphinx . Not , however , that the poet busies himself with the question as to the essential nature of the material world , or inquires whether ...
... less for all her beauty , to those who fain would love her , a cruel and all - devouring Sphinx . Not , however , that the poet busies himself with the question as to the essential nature of the material world , or inquires whether ...
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... less necessary than the beauty which lies in the face of Nature . Poetry , we saw , is the emanation , the golden exhalation , as it were , which arises from the close and vivid meeting of the soul and the outward object . If this be so ...
... less necessary than the beauty which lies in the face of Nature . Poetry , we saw , is the emanation , the golden exhalation , as it were , which arises from the close and vivid meeting of the soul and the outward object . If this be so ...
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Términos y frases comunes
affections appearances aspect awaken beauty Book of Job breath Burns called calm Catullus Chaucer color comes Cowper delight described Divine dwell earth Eclogues emotion English poet English poetry etry expression external face of Nature faculty faith feeling felt flowers forms Georgics Grasmere Greek Hawkshead heart heaven highest hills Homer human Iliad images imagination instinct landscape language light living look Lucretius meaning mental Milton mind mood moral mountains Nature's never night o'er object observation Odyssey Ossian outer world outward world passage passed Pathetic Fallacy perhaps philosophy poem poet poet's poetic poetry present reason rural scenery scenes Science Scottish seen sense sentiment Shakespeare sight sole sister song sorrow soul speaks spectacle spirit Stopford Brooke sympathy tender Theocritus things Thomson thought tion true truth Universe utterance Virgil vivid Warwickshire whole Whyles wild wind wonder words Wordsworth
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Página 207 - O'erhang his wavy bed, Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As...
Página 125 - Love had he found in huts where poor Men lie : His daily Teachers had been Woods and Rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Página 117 - O, it is monstrous! monstrous! Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd The name of Prosper; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i" the ooze is bedded ; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
Página 179 - The current, that with gentle murmur glides, Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage ; But, when his fair course is not hindered, He makes sweet music with the enamel'd stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage ; And so by many winding nooks he strays, With willing sport, to the wild ocean...
Página 199 - And wait the' approaching sign to strike, at once, Into the general choir. Even mountains, vales, And forests seem, impatient, to demand The promised sweetness. Man superior walks Amid the glad creation, musing praise, And looking lively gratitude. At last, The clouds consign their treasures to the fields ; And, softly shaking on the dimpled pool Prelusive drops, let all their moisture flow, In large effusion, o'er the freshened world. The stealing shower is scarce to patter heard, By such as wander...
Página 48 - What soul was his, when, from the naked top Of some bold headland, he beheld the sun Rise up, and bathe the world in light...
Página 129 - When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity; Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound.
Página 177 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day ; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond "Which keeps me pale...
Página 216 - How oft upon yon eminence our pace Has slackened to a pause, and we have borne The ruffling wind, scarce conscious that it blew, While Admiration, feeding at the eye, And still unsated, dwelt upon the scene.
Página 214 - tis true; but gouty limb, Though on a sofa, may I never feel: For I have loved the rural walk through lanes Of grassy swarth, close cropped by nibbling sheep, And skirted thick with intertexture firm Of thorny boughs; have loved the rural walk O'er hills, through valleys, and by rivers...