Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature, Volumen 3J.B. Lippincott Company, 1904 |
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... feeling for absolute humour such as in the eighteenth century had only been shown by prose writers - prose writers of the first rank - like Swift and Sterne . Indeed , if we did not remember that he followed the creator of Uncle Toby ...
... feeling for absolute humour such as in the eighteenth century had only been shown by prose writers - prose writers of the first rank - like Swift and Sterne . Indeed , if we did not remember that he followed the creator of Uncle Toby ...
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... feeling of the inextricable web in which the human drama and external nature are woven which is the very soul of poetic wonder . So great is the maleficent power of the beautiful witch that a spell is thrown over all Nature . For an ...
... feeling of the inextricable web in which the human drama and external nature are woven which is the very soul of poetic wonder . So great is the maleficent power of the beautiful witch that a spell is thrown over all Nature . For an ...
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... feeling for the supernatural side of the movement , he had not sufficient governance over his vivid imagination to express himself with that concentrated energy which is one of the first requisites . As to Wordsworth as a nature - poet ...
... feeling for the supernatural side of the movement , he had not sufficient governance over his vivid imagination to express himself with that concentrated energy which is one of the first requisites . As to Wordsworth as a nature - poet ...
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... feeling analogous to the supernatural , by awakening the mind's attention from the lethargy of custom and directing it to the loveliness and the wonders of the world before us ; an inexhaustible treasure , but for which , in consequence ...
... feeling analogous to the supernatural , by awakening the mind's attention from the lethargy of custom and directing it to the loveliness and the wonders of the world before us ; an inexhaustible treasure , but for which , in consequence ...
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... feelings too Of unremembered pleasure : such , perhaps , As have no slight or trivial influence On that best portion of ... feeling and a love , That had no need of a remoter charm , By thought supplied , nor any interest Unborrowed from ...
... feelings too Of unremembered pleasure : such , perhaps , As have no slight or trivial influence On that best portion of ... feeling and a love , That had no need of a remoter charm , By thought supplied , nor any interest Unborrowed from ...
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Chamber's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ... Robert Chambers Vista de fragmentos - 1922 |
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Página 428 - The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
Página 427 - Myself when young did eagerly frequent Doctor and Saint, and heard great argument About it and about : but evermore Came out by the same door where in I went...
Página 104 - NIGHTINGALE. MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, > Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Página 105 - Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death — Call'd him soft names, in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath : Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.
Página 18 - Is lightened: — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on, — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul: While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Página 105 - As she is fam'd to do, deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hillside; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades: Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: — Do I wake or sleep?
Página 116 - 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 35 - Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark him well...
Página 106 - BRIGHT star ! would I were steadfast as thou art— Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night. And watching, with eternal lids apart. Like Nature's patient sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores...
Página 28 - God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.