Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative of Those First Requisites of Their Art; with Markings of the Best Passages, Critical Notices of the Writers, and an Essay in Answer to the Question, "What is Poetry?"Wiley and Putnam, 1845 - 255 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα 10
... thee . Feel thy throat And find the chain upon thee , thou confusion ! Lo ! what a hoop is clench'd about thy gorge . " Then turning to myself , he said , " His howl Is its own mockery . This is Nimrod , he Through whose ill thought it ...
... thee . Feel thy throat And find the chain upon thee , thou confusion ! Lo ! what a hoop is clench'd about thy gorge . " Then turning to myself , he said , " His howl Is its own mockery . This is Nimrod , he Through whose ill thought it ...
Σελίδα 30
... thee and me and Mary there . O Mary ! make thy gentle lap our pillow ; Bend o'er us , like a bower , my beautiful green willow . By Straightforwardness is meant the flow of words in their natural order , free alike from mere prose , and ...
... thee and me and Mary there . O Mary ! make thy gentle lap our pillow ; Bend o'er us , like a bower , my beautiful green willow . By Straightforwardness is meant the flow of words in their natural order , free alike from mere prose , and ...
Σελίδα 56
... thee to him send for his intent A fit false dream , that can delude the sleeper's sent . " " The god obeyed ; and calling forth straightway A divers dream 12 out of his prison dark , Deliver'd it to him , and down did lay His heavy head ...
... thee to him send for his intent A fit false dream , that can delude the sleeper's sent . " " The god obeyed ; and calling forth straightway A divers dream 12 out of his prison dark , Deliver'd it to him , and down did lay His heavy head ...
Σελίδα 63
... thee laid . " " Certes " ( said he ) " I n'ill thine offered grace , 14 Nor to be made so happy do intend ; Another bliss before mine eyes I place , Another happiness , another end : To them that list , these base regards I lend ; But I ...
... thee laid . " " Certes " ( said he ) " I n'ill thine offered grace , 14 Nor to be made so happy do intend ; Another bliss before mine eyes I place , Another happiness , another end : To them that list , these base regards I lend ; But I ...
Σελίδα 65
... ⚫ " Most cursed of all creatures under sky , Lo ! Tantalus , I here tormented lie ! Of whom high Jove wont whilom feasted be ! Lo ! here I now for want of food do die ! But , if that thou be such as I thee 6 SPENSER . 65.
... ⚫ " Most cursed of all creatures under sky , Lo ! Tantalus , I here tormented lie ! Of whom high Jove wont whilom feasted be ! Lo ! here I now for want of food do die ! But , if that thou be such as I thee 6 SPENSER . 65.
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Σελίδα 178 - And all their echoes, mourn : The willows and the hazel copses green Shall now no more be seen Fanning their joyous leaves to thy soft lays...
Σελίδα 174 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But, O sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower! Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what Love did seek!
Σελίδα 166 - Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe...
Σελίδα 240 - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He...
Σελίδα 180 - Enow of such, as for their bellies' sake Creep and intrude and climb into the fold! Of other care they little reckoning make Than how to scramble at the shearers' feast, And shove away the worthy bidden guest; Blind mouths! that scarce themselves know how to hold A sheep-hook, or have learned aught else the least That to the faithful herdman's art belongs!
Σελίδα 174 - Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...
Σελίδα 179 - Lycidas? For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old bards, the famous druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream-- Ay me! I fondly dream, Had ye been there; for what could that have done?
Σελίδα 21 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends ; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride...
Σελίδα 181 - And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes. Now, Lycidas, the shepherds weep no more; Henceforth thou art the Genius of the shore In thy large recompense, and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood.
Σελίδα 173 - But, first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation; And the mute Silence hist along, 'Less Philomel will deign a song, In her sweetest saddest plight, Smoothing the rugged brow of Night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke Gently o'er the accustomed oak.