An Introduction to the Study of LiteratureHarcourt, Brace, 1925 - 454 páginas |
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... Usually , however , his judgment rests upon no very intelligent basis . He seldom thinks of the reason for his likes and dislikes . He knows that there is such a thing as " good literature , " that some books are usually regarded as ...
... Usually , however , his judgment rests upon no very intelligent basis . He seldom thinks of the reason for his likes and dislikes . He knows that there is such a thing as " good literature , " that some books are usually regarded as ...
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... influenced by supernatural agencies . It always ended unhappily , usually with the death of the chief characters . Such motives as treachery , tyranny , and revenge were common . DEVELOPMENT OF FORMS , 1550 TO 1660 31.
... influenced by supernatural agencies . It always ended unhappily , usually with the death of the chief characters . Such motives as treachery , tyranny , and revenge were common . DEVELOPMENT OF FORMS , 1550 TO 1660 31.
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... usually tragic in their nature , often with a strong admixture of com- edy , and differed from tragedy chiefly in their lack of a def- inite and compelling structure of plot . The tremendous patriotism and national pride roused by the ...
... usually tragic in their nature , often with a strong admixture of com- edy , and differed from tragedy chiefly in their lack of a def- inite and compelling structure of plot . The tremendous patriotism and national pride roused by the ...
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... usually mean and low . There is in Jonson little gayety or beauty . His satire is sharp and cynical . One lesser type of dramatic literature needs mention : the masque . The masque was really a theatrical entertainment depending for its ...
... usually mean and low . There is in Jonson little gayety or beauty . His satire is sharp and cynical . One lesser type of dramatic literature needs mention : the masque . The masque was really a theatrical entertainment depending for its ...
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... usually in prose , the conversation of the characters spark- ling with epigram and wit . The greatest writer of the com- edy of manners before 1740 is William Congreve ( 1670-1729 ) whose The Way of the World is a fascinating picture of ...
... usually in prose , the conversation of the characters spark- ling with epigram and wit . The greatest writer of the com- edy of manners before 1740 is William Congreve ( 1670-1729 ) whose The Way of the World is a fascinating picture of ...
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Página 144 - THE sea is calm to-night. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits; on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Página 163 - The breath whose 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 302 - Kent. Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Página 52 - 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 50 - For I have learned To look on Nature not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, Nor harsh, nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue. And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime Of something far more deeply interfused Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns And the round ocean, and the living air, And the blue sky, and in the mind of man...
Página 106 - BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead...
Página 101 - Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells.' How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars, that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Página 100 - That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Página 85 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose ; The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare ; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The Sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Página 197 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence ; The sound must seem an echo to the sense : Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar.