A New Spirit of the Age, Volumen2Smith, Elder and Company, 1844 - 8 páginas |
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... present time ; and certainly this appreciation is really on the rise with respect to the poetry of Tennyson . It is only some thirteen years since he published his first volume , and if it require all this time for " the best judges to ...
... present time ; and certainly this appreciation is really on the rise with respect to the poetry of Tennyson . It is only some thirteen years since he published his first volume , and if it require all this time for " the best judges to ...
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... present . Objecting to the expressions of " mis- educated " and " unripe , " as only applicable to the errors in " Endymion " and his earlier poems ; and to " half - finished " as only applicable ( we believe this is correct ? ) to ...
... present . Objecting to the expressions of " mis- educated " and " unripe , " as only applicable to the errors in " Endymion " and his earlier poems ; and to " half - finished " as only applicable ( we believe this is correct ? ) to ...
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... present work . The writings of Keats are saturated and instinct with the purest inspiration of poetry ; his mythology is full of ideal passion ; his divinities are drawn as from " the life , " nay , from their inner and essential life ...
... present work . The writings of Keats are saturated and instinct with the purest inspiration of poetry ; his mythology is full of ideal passion ; his divinities are drawn as from " the life , " nay , from their inner and essential life ...
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... present day . The pure Greek wine of Keats has been set aside for the thin gruel of Kirk White . But if there be faith in the pure Ideal , and in the progress of intelligence and refinement , the ultimate recognition of Keats by the ...
... present day . The pure Greek wine of Keats has been set aside for the thin gruel of Kirk White . But if there be faith in the pure Ideal , and in the progress of intelligence and refinement , the ultimate recognition of Keats by the ...
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... present day ? It has been spiritual in its ideality ; it has been classical in its revivification of the forms and images of the antique , which he inspired with a new soul ; it has been romantic in its spells , and dreams , and ...
... present day ? It has been spiritual in its ideality ; it has been classical in its revivification of the forms and images of the antique , which he inspired with a new soul ; it has been romantic in its spells , and dreams , and ...
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Página 163 - Binds it, and makes all error : and to KNOW Rather consists in opening out a way Whence the imprisoned splendour may escape. Than in effecting entry for a light Supposed to be without.
Página 278 - ... stormfully across the astonished Earth ; then ' plunge again into the Inane. Earth's mountains are levelled, ' and her seas filled up, in our passage : can the Earth, which is ' but dead and a vision, resist Spirits which have reality and are ' alive? On the hardest adamant some footprint of us is stamped' in ; the last Rear of the host will read traces of the earliest Van. 'But whence? — O Heaven, whither ? Sense knows not; Faith ' knows not ; only that it is through Mystery to Mystery, from...
Página 25 - Comfort? comfort scorn'd of devils! this is truth the poet sings, That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things. Drug thy memories, lest thou learn it, lest thy heart be put to proof, In the dead unhappy night, and when the rain is on the roof.
Página 21 - The swimming vapour slopes athwart the glen, Puts forth an arm, and creeps from pine to pine, And loiters, slowly drawn. On either hand The lawns and meadow-ledges midway down Hang rich in flowers, and far below them roars The long brook falling thro' the clov'n ravine In cataract after cataract to the sea.
Página 26 - Turn thee, turn thee on thy pillow: get thee to thy rest again. Nay, but Nature brings thee solace; for a tender voice will cry.
Página 293 - We live in deeds, not years ; in thoughts, not breaths ; In feelings, not in figures on a dial. We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives, Who thinks most ; feels the noblest ; acts the best ; And he whose heart beats quickest lives the longest ; Lives in one hour more than in years do some Whose fat blood sleeps as it slips along their veins. Life is but a means unto an end ; that end, Beginning, mean, and end to all things — God.
Página 2 - On a poet's lips I slept, Dreaming like a love-adept In the sound his breathing kept. Nor seeks nor finds he mortal blisses, But feeds on the aerial kisses Of shapes that haunt thought's wildernesses. He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see what things they be : But from these create he can Forms more real than living man, Nurslings of immortality.
Página 7 - ... might I have invoked in song Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given. The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! I am borne darkly, fearfully afar! Whilst, burning through the inmost veil of heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
Página 52 - Ah Ben! Say how or when Shall we, thy guests, Meet at those lyric feasts, Made at the Sun, The Dog, the Triple Tun ; Where we such clusters had, As made us nobly wild, not mad ? And yet each verse of thine Out-did the meat, out-did the frolic wine. My Ben ! Or come again, Or send to us Thy wit's great overplus; But teach us yet Wisely to husband it, Lest we that talent spend ; And having once brought to an end That precious stock, — the store Of such a wit the world should have no more.
Página 203 - You must begone," said Death, "these walks are mine." Love wept and spread his sheeny vans for flight ; Yet ere he parted said, " This hour is thine : Thou art the shadow of life, and as the tree Stands in the sun and shadows all beneath, So in the light of great eternity Life eminent creates the shade of death ; The shadow passeth when the tree shall fall, But I shall reign for ever over alL