Poetics, an Essay on PoetrySmith, Elder, and Company, 1852 - 294 páginas |
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... perhaps , with Hobbes , it is rather a misuse of words than anything else ; for , by " the repose of a mind satisfied , " he after- wards explains himself to mean " desire at an end , sense and imagination at a stand . " When he speaks ...
... perhaps , with Hobbes , it is rather a misuse of words than anything else ; for , by " the repose of a mind satisfied , " he after- wards explains himself to mean " desire at an end , sense and imagination at a stand . " When he speaks ...
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... perhaps , in a swoon ; and thus it is that we hear persons who have been entranced and filled to overflowing with unutterable bliss , tell that they could have died , and were ready to melt away . These remarks are fully borne out by ...
... perhaps , in a swoon ; and thus it is that we hear persons who have been entranced and filled to overflowing with unutterable bliss , tell that they could have died , and were ready to melt away . These remarks are fully borne out by ...
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... motives , rules and outward guides , or rather the need of such , by giving us instead a nature or in- ward bent , so that , while living according to the law , we may be dead to it , knowing perhaps , THE LAW OF UNCONSCIOUSNESS . 37.
... motives , rules and outward guides , or rather the need of such , by giving us instead a nature or in- ward bent , so that , while living according to the law , we may be dead to it , knowing perhaps , THE LAW OF UNCONSCIOUSNESS . 37.
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Eneas Sweetland Dallas. we may be dead to it , knowing perhaps , but seldom thinking , never feeling that it binds and bounds us , because we never struggle with our bonds , nor try to overstep our bounds . These illustrations might be ...
Eneas Sweetland Dallas. we may be dead to it , knowing perhaps , but seldom thinking , never feeling that it binds and bounds us , because we never struggle with our bonds , nor try to overstep our bounds . These illustrations might be ...
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... tion of objective reality , as Yarrow yet unvisited was to the mind of Wordsworth . The concord is simply imaginative when our nature harmonizes with reality itself , something being added , and perhaps also some- 51 The Law of Harmony,
... tion of objective reality , as Yarrow yet unvisited was to the mind of Wordsworth . The concord is simply imaginative when our nature harmonizes with reality itself , something being added , and perhaps also some- 51 The Law of Harmony,
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action activity Æschylus Aristotle artist Bacon beautiful believe belongs blank verse called chiefly Christ Christian classical Clement of Rome comparison couplet critics Divine doctrine doubt drama dramatic art dramatist Dugald Stewart employed endeavours English epic Euripides Euroclydon expression fact faculty faith former Freedom genius give Greek happiness heart heaven Hebrew Homer human idea Iliad imagery imagination imitative Immortality instinct Jeremy Collier kinds of poesy language latter law of poetry least less look lyrical manner means metaphor metre mind modern narrative nature never object perhaps philosopher pleasure plurality poem poet poetic feeling present prose reality reason regard remarkable rhyme romantic seen self-consciousness sense Shakespere shown simile simply Sir Philip Sidney song Sophocles soul speak spirit stanza tell theory things Thomas à Kempis thought tion true truly truth uncon utterance whole words Wordsworth
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Página 144 - Of Man's First Disobedience, and the Fruit Of that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal taste Brought Death into the World, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful Seat, Sing Heav'nly Muse...
Página 203 - Earth trembled from her entrails, as again In pangs; and Nature gave a second groan; Sky lour'd, and, muttering thunder, some sad drops Wept at completing of the mortal sin Original...
Página 187 - How beautiful is night ! A dewy freshness fills the silent air, No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven : In full-orbed glory yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark blue depths.
Página 293 - Verily I say unto you, Among them that are born of women there hath not risen a greater than John the Baptist : notwithstanding he that is least in the kingdom of heaven is greater than he.
Página 106 - A THING of beauty is a joy for ever : Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Página 144 - OF MAN'S first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, Heavenly Muse, that, on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That shepherd who first taught the chosen seed In the beginning how the heavens and earth Rose out of Chaos...
Página 193 - The stars of heaven a course are taught Too high above our human thought ; Ye may be found if ye are sought, And, as we gaze, we know. Ye dwell beside our paths and homes, Our paths of sin, our homes of sorrow; And guilty man, where'er he roams, Your innocent mirth may borrow. The birds of air before us fleet, They cannot brook our shame to meet ; But we may taste your solace sweet, And come again to-morrow. Ye fearless in your nests abide ; Nor may we scorn, too proudly wise, Your silent lessons,...
Página 54 - Whatever is great, desirable, or tremendous, is comprised in the name of the Supreme Being. Omnipotence cannot be exalted ; infinity cannot be amplified; perfection cannot be improved.
Página 34 - My slumbers — if I slumber — are not sleep, But a continuance of enduring thought, Which then I can resist not : in my heart There is a vigil, and these eyes but close To look within ; and yet I live, and bear The aspect and the form of breathing men.
Página 37 - Of honourable gain; these fields, these hills Which were his living Being, even more Than his own blood — what could they less ? had laid Strong hold on his affections, were to him A pleasurable feeling of blind love, The pleasure which there is in life itself. On the other hand, in the poems which are pitched in a lower key, as the HARRY GILL...