...images — that eternal recurrence to what is sweet or majestic, in the simple aspect of nature — that indestructible love of flowers and odours, and dews...sounds, and bright skies, and woodland solitudes, and moonlight bowers, which are the material elements of poetry ; and that fine sense of their indefinable...

...have had in large measure and of finest quality, " that indestructible love of flowers, and odors, and dews, and clear waters, and soft airs and sounds, and bright skies, and woodland solitudes, and moonlight, which are the material elements of poetry ; and that fine sense of their undefinable...

...Jeffrey as applied to Shakspere, Vaughan seems to have had in large measure and of finest quality, ' that indestructible love of flowers, and odours, and dews,...sounds, and bright skies, and woodland solitudes, and moonlight, which are the material elements of poetry; and that fine sense of their undefinable...

..."a wicked sophist," and yet you would have it believed that I am " principally distinguished by an indestructible love of flowers and odours, and dews...and sounds and bright skies, and woodland solitudes and moonlight bowers." 1 I do not understand how you reconcile such " welcome and unwelcome things,"...

...— that 30 eternal recurrence to what is sweet or majestic in the simple aspects of nature — that indestructible love of flowers and odours, and dews...sounds, and bright skies, and woodland solitudes, and moonlight bowers, which are the Material elements of Poetry — and that fine sense of their undefinable...

...— that 30 eternal recurrence to what is sweet or majestic in the simple aspects of nature — that indestructible love of flowers and odours, and dews...sounds, and bright skies, and woodland solitudes, and moonlight bowers, which are the Material elements of Poetry — and that fine sense of their undefinable...

...— that 30 eternal recurrence to what is sweet or majestic in the simple aspects of nature — that indestructible love of flowers and odours, and dews...sounds, and bright skies, and woodland solitudes, and moonlight bowers, which are the Material elements of Poetry — and that fine sense of their undefinable...

...' a wicked sophist,' and yet you would have it believed that I am ' principally distinguished by an indestructible love of flowers and odours, and dews...and sounds and bright skies, and woodland solitudes and moonlight bowers.'1 I do not understand how you reconcile such ' welcome and unwelcome things,'...

...sophist,' and yet you would have it believed that I am ' principally distinguished by an indeseructible love of flowers and odours, and dews and clear waters,...and sounds and bright skies, and woodland solitudes and moonlight bowers.'1 I do not understand how you reconcile such ' welcome and unwelcome things,'...

...images — that eternal recurrence to what is sweet or majestic in the simple aspects of nature — that indestructible love of flowers and odours, and dews...sounds, and bright skies, and woodland solitudes, and moonlight bowers, which are the Material elements of Poetry — and that fine sense of their (indefinable...