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Pagina 11
... heart of the nation craved that nature should be brought home to enjoy her own again . The truth was told in some lines by Dryden : - " There is music , uninformed by art ,, In those wild notes which , with a merry heart , The birds in ...
... heart of the nation craved that nature should be brought home to enjoy her own again . The truth was told in some lines by Dryden : - " There is music , uninformed by art ,, In those wild notes which , with a merry heart , The birds in ...
Pagina 15
... heart ; and , after having baffled half the learning of Britain by his impostures , he ended his brief agony of life by poison . The poets of the eighteenth century , especially its latter portion , deserved much for ridding English ...
... heart ; and , after having baffled half the learning of Britain by his impostures , he ended his brief agony of life by poison . The poets of the eighteenth century , especially its latter portion , deserved much for ridding English ...
Pagina 26
... heart . " There was , he said , something peculiarly venerable to his thoughts in the phrase " Let us worship God , " used by a decent , sober head of a family introducing family worship . That single simple sentiment , thus impressed ...
... heart . " There was , he said , something peculiarly venerable to his thoughts in the phrase " Let us worship God , " used by a decent , sober head of a family introducing family worship . That single simple sentiment , thus impressed ...
Pagina 27
... heart was like tinder , it was impulse enough to give speech to his imagination . The early trials of his strength were very speedily followed by the ambition of gaining for himself a name , and even more ; and this shows how soon the ...
... heart was like tinder , it was impulse enough to give speech to his imagination . The early trials of his strength were very speedily followed by the ambition of gaining for himself a name , and even more ; and this shows how soon the ...
Pagina 40
... heart spake from its fulness , as when what he called a bitter blast of misfortune's cold " nor'west " was near driving him from his native land , and he wrote , in obvious allu- sion to himself , the stanzas " On a Scottish Bard gone ...
... heart spake from its fulness , as when what he called a bitter blast of misfortune's cold " nor'west " was near driving him from his native land , and he wrote , in obvious allu- sion to himself , the stanzas " On a Scottish Bard gone ...
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admiration ALONZO POTTER ancient auld bard beautiful beneath bonny bonny Dundee breath bright Burns Byron's character Charles Lamb child Christabel Coleridge's criticism dark dead dear deep delight descriptive poetry early earth Edmund Spenser emotion English poetry fame fancy feeling frae French Revolution friends genius gentle glory happy Hartley Coleridge hath heart heaven HENRY REED honour human imagination Jansenists Johnson language lecture light literary literature living look Lord lyrical poetry melody memory Milton mind minstrelsy moral nature never night o'er pass passage passion Petrarch poem poet poet's poetic Pope prose QUESNEL reader Samuel Taylor Coleridge Scott Scottish sense sentiment Shakspeare song sonnet soul sound Southey Southey's Spenser spirit stanzas strain strong sweet sympathy taste Thalaba thee thing thou thought tion true truth utterance verse voice volume words Wordsworth writings youth
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Pagina 123 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Pagina 262 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Pagina 118 - Christ! what saw I there! Each corse lay flat, lifeless, and flat, And, by the holy rood! A man all light, a seraph-man, On every corse there stood. This seraph-band, each waved his hand: It was a heavenly sight! They stood as signals to the land, Each one a lovely light; This seraph-band, each waved his hand, No voice did they impart — No voice; but oh!
Pagina 120 - There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Pagina 260 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration...
Pagina 195 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Pagina 115 - The moving Moon went up the sky, And nowhere did abide; Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside...
Pagina 33 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er! Such fate to suffering worth is...
Pagina 113 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Pagina 264 - That time of year thou mayst 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 see'st 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.