Aspects of Poetry: Being Lectures Delivered at OxfordHoughton, Mifflin, 1882 - 401 páginas |
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... wonderful thing , both about our- selves and the world we live in , that , as in our own in- ward nature , to the gift of life has been added the sense of pleasure , so in the outward world , to the usefulness of it has been added its ...
... wonderful thing , both about our- selves and the world we live in , that , as in our own in- ward nature , to the gift of life has been added the sense of pleasure , so in the outward world , to the usefulness of it has been added its ...
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... wonderful poem know its austere yet subduing beauty ; they know what force there is in its free and earnest yet solemn verse , to strengthen , to tranquillize , to console . It is a small thing that it has the secret of nature and man ...
... wonderful poem know its austere yet subduing beauty ; they know what force there is in its free and earnest yet solemn verse , to strengthen , to tranquillize , to console . It is a small thing that it has the secret of nature and man ...
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... obscurity , read the inner movements of their hearts , - and gave to the world , a possession for all time . And this he did by his own wonderful human - heartedness , - - so broad , so clear , so genial , so THE POET A REVEALER . 91.
... obscurity , read the inner movements of their hearts , - and gave to the world , a possession for all time . And this he did by his own wonderful human - heartedness , - - so broad , so clear , so genial , so THE POET A REVEALER . 91.
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... wonderful of all " In reading it , " he says , 66 we are rapt into that paradise where ' music and color and per- fume are one ; ' where you hear the hues , and see the harmonies of heaven . For absolute melody and splendor it were ...
... wonderful of all " In reading it , " he says , 66 we are rapt into that paradise where ' music and color and per- fume are one ; ' where you hear the hues , and see the harmonies of heaven . For absolute melody and splendor it were ...
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... wonderful rapidity , home - thrusting directness , and burning eloquence — eloquence that car- ries you over much that is faulty in structure , and im- perfect or monotonous in metre . He himself did not stay to consider the way he said ...
... wonderful rapidity , home - thrusting directness , and burning eloquence — eloquence that car- ries you over much that is faulty in structure , and im- perfect or monotonous in metre . He himself did not stay to consider the way he said ...
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Æneid ancient artistic ballads bards beauty Ben Doran blank verse breath Burns called Carlyle Cebriones Celtic century character Coleridge criticism deep delight divine doubt DUNCAN MACINTYRE earth emotion English English poetry epic expression feeling felt Gael Gaelic genius Georgics Glen Glen Etive heart heaven heroic Highland Homer human ideal Iliad imagination impulse inspiration language less light literary literature living look Lucretius MacPherson melody mind modern moral mountain native nature never noble Ossian outward overmastering passage passed passion perfect perhaps poems poet's poetic poetry poets prose religious Rylstone scene Scotland Scott Scottish song seen sense sentiment Shakespeare Shelley Shelley's side singing Sophocles sorrow soul speak spirit strong style tender thee things thou thought tion touched true truth turn utter verse Virgil Walter Scott White Doe whole wonderful words Wordsworth Yarrow
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Página 123 - Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail: And mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river. Five miles meandering with a mazy motion Through wood and dale the sacred river ran, Then reached the caverns measureless to man, And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean: And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far Ancestral voices prophesying war!
Página 70 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Página 189 - ... sound ; With it Camoens soothed an exile's grief ; The Sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow : a glow-worm lamp, It cheered mild Spenser, called from Faeryland To struggle through dark ways ; and, when a damp Fell round the path of Milton, in his hand The Thing became a trumpet ; whence he blew Soul-animating strains — alas, too few...
Página 202 - That light whose smile kindles the universe, That beauty in which all things work and move, That benediction which the eclipsing curse Of birth can quench not, that sustaining Love Which, through the web of being blindly wove By man and beast and earth and air and sea, Burns bright or dim, as each are mirrors of The fire for which all thirst, now beams on me, Consuming the last clouds of cold mortality.
Página 64 - 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 302 - Comes gliding in with lovely gleam, Comes gliding in serene and slow, Soft and silent as a dream, A solitary Doe! White she is as lily of June, And beauteous as the silver moon When out of sight the clouds are driven And she is left alone in heaven ; Or like a ship some gentle day In sunshine sailing far away, A glittering ship, that hath the plain Of ocean for her own domain.
Página 216 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony.
Página 277 - ... clouds, or weeping rain, Nor of the setting sun's pathetic light Engendered, hangs o'er Eildon's triple height : Spirits of power, assembled there, complain For kindred power departing from their sight ; While Tweed, best pleased in chanting a blithe strain, Saddens his voice again, and yet again. Lift up your hearts, ye mourners ! for the might Of the whole world's good wishes with him goes ; Blessings and prayers in nobler retinue Than sceptred king or laurelled conqueror knows, Follow this...
Página 293 - WHEN first, descending from the Moorlands, I saw the Stream of Yarrow glide Along a bare and open valley, The Ettrick Shepherd was my guide. When last along its banks I wandered, Through groves that had begun to shed Their golden leaves upon the pathways, My steps the Border-minstrel led. The Mighty Minstrel breathes no longer, Mid mouldering ruins low he lies ; And death upon the braes of Yarrow, Has closed the Shepherd-poet's eyes...
Página 214 - I pursued a maiden and clasped a reed. Gods and men, we are all deluded thus! It breaks in our bosom and then we bleed: All wept, as I think both ye now would, If envy or age had not frozen your blood, At the sorrow of my sweet pipings.