Three Lectures on English LiteratureA. Gardner, 1889 - 184 páginas |
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... spirit of delight , " with that of Wordsworth . Byron fails to recognise the higher uses to which the fading memories may be put . " There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away . " And , though Shelley still clings to ...
... spirit of delight , " with that of Wordsworth . Byron fails to recognise the higher uses to which the fading memories may be put . " There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away . " And , though Shelley still clings to ...
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... Spirit , yet a Woman too ! Her household motions light and free , And steps of virgin liberty ; A countenance in which did meet Sweet records , promises as sweet ; A Creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food ; For ...
... Spirit , yet a Woman too ! Her household motions light and free , And steps of virgin liberty ; A countenance in which did meet Sweet records , promises as sweet ; A Creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food ; For ...
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... spirit's arbitress , Magnificent in sin . Say that ! Sebald . I crown you My great white queen , my spirit's arbitress , Magnificent [ From without is heard the voice of PIPPA , singing- The year's at the spring And day's at the morn ...
... spirit's arbitress , Magnificent in sin . Say that ! Sebald . I crown you My great white queen , my spirit's arbitress , Magnificent [ From without is heard the voice of PIPPA , singing- The year's at the spring And day's at the morn ...
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... spirit and the fields around him into music- " Then I tuned my harp , —took off the lilies we twine round its chords Lest they snap ' neath the stress of the noontide - those sunbeams like swords ! And I first played the tune all our ...
... spirit and the fields around him into music- " Then I tuned my harp , —took off the lilies we twine round its chords Lest they snap ' neath the stress of the noontide - those sunbeams like swords ! And I first played the tune all our ...
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... poet wields it like Thor smiting icebergs with his hammer . His analytic power is here transformed into intuition . No soul that has communed with destiny since Shakspeare's spirit brooded on the world , BROWNING . 157.
... poet wields it like Thor smiting icebergs with his hammer . His analytic power is here transformed into intuition . No soul that has communed with destiny since Shakspeare's spirit brooded on the world , BROWNING . 157.
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Página 76 - To them I may have owed another gift, Of aspect more sublime ; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened : — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on.
Página 116 - Reaper Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
Página 79 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy : for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is...
Página 95 - She shall be sportive as the Fawn That wild with glee across the lawn Or up the mountain springs ; And hers shall be the breathing balm, And hers the silence and the calm Of mute insensate things. The floating Clouds their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Página 75 - These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind. With tranquil restoration...
Página 80 - Into a sober pleasure; when thy mind Shall be a mansion for all lovely forms, Thy memory be as a dwelling-place For all sweet sounds and harmonies; oh! then, If solitude, or fear, or pain, or grief, Should be thy portion, with what healing thoughts Of tender joy wilt thou remember me, And these my exhortations!
Página 77 - In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart — How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye! thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee!
Página 113 - Mr. Wordsworth, on the other hand, was to propose to himself, as his object, to give the charm of novelty to things of every day, and to excite a 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...
Página 88 - Dear child ! dear girl ! that walkest with me here, If thou appear untouched by solemn thought, Thy nature is not therefore less divine : Thou liest in Abraham's bosom all the year ; And worshipp'st at the temple's inner shrine, God being with thee when we know it not.
Página 86 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind ; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be ; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering ; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.