...the insufficiency of poetical criticism, when he exclaims — " Vex not thou the poet's miml \Viih thy shallow wit ; Vex not thou the poet's mind, For thou canst not fathom it." So much the more valuable then, because so rare, are the observations of a writer uniting in himself...

...right arm whirl'd, But one poor poet's scroll, and with his word She shook the world. THE POET'S MIND. VEX not thou the poet's mind With thy shallow wit...crystal river ; Bright as light, and clear as wind. n. Dark-brow'd sophist, come not anear ; Holy water will I pour Into every spicy flower Of the laurel-shrubs...

...sensibilities, springing within him spontaneously ; and hence his description of the poet's mind — " Clear and bright it should be ever, Flowing like a...crystal river, Bright as light and clear as wind.'' We have already mentioned how much we admire " Mariana in the Moated Grange ;" we had considered the...

...arm whirl'd, But one poor poet's scroll, and with his word She shook the world. THE POET'S MIND. I. VEX not thou the poet's mind With thy shallow wit...crystal river ; Bright as light, and clear as wind. Dark-brow'd sophist, come not anear ; All the place is holy ground ; Hollow smile and frozen sneer...

...might well inspire the language in which he has clothed his own conception of the poet'i mind : — Clear and bright it should be ever, Flowing like a...crystal river; Bright as light, and clear as wind. Far away on the western edge of the landscape you discern the glittering roofs and spires of one of...

...cannot describe Tennyson's mind in better language than his own, when he said of the poet's mind that " Clear and bright it should be ever, Flowing like a...crystal river; Bright as light, and clear as wind." He lives in the nearest sympathy with nature. In her smallest operations, he spies out the unseen all-enlivening...

...cannot describe Tennyson's mind in better language than his own, when he said of the poet's mind that "Clear and bright it should be ever, Flowing like a crystal river; Bright as light, and clear us wind." He lives io the nearest sympathy with nature. In her smallest operations, he spies out the...

...enters his caveat •guoet it: •' Vex thou not the poet's mind With thy shallow wit. Ver thou not the poet's mind, For thou canst not fathom it. Clear...Flowing like a crystal river, Bright as light and pure as wind," What can he know of the poet's mind Î Indeed, we suspect, from the general character...

...thus enters his caveat agiintt it : " Vex thou not the pool's mind With thy shallow wit. Vex thou nol the poet's mind, For thou canst not fathom it. Clear...should be ever, Flowing like a crystal river, Bright a» light and pure u wind," What can he know of the poet's mind ? Indeed, *e suspect, from the general...

...under the same feeling of the insufficiency of poetical criticism, when he exclaims— " Vex not Ihou the poet's mind With thy shallow wit; Vex not thou the poet's mind, For thou canst not fathom it." So much the more valuable then, because so rare, are the observations of a writer uniting in himself...