The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth CenturyCarey & Hart, 1845 - 504 σελίδες |
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... Scene in Branksome Tower 72 Written at Paris , May 11 , 1827 39 Farewell to the Muse 72 Written at Lee Priory , August 10 , 1826 39 JOANNA BAILLIE 40 Melrose Abbey JAMES MONTGOMERY 72 . 73 Birthday Lines to Agnes Baillie . 41 The Grave ...
... Scene in Branksome Tower 72 Written at Paris , May 11 , 1827 39 Farewell to the Muse 72 Written at Lee Priory , August 10 , 1826 39 JOANNA BAILLIE 40 Melrose Abbey JAMES MONTGOMERY 72 . 73 Birthday Lines to Agnes Baillie . 41 The Grave ...
Σελίδα 8
... Scene . 106 Sacred Song Epitaph on a Poet in a Welsh Churchyard . 105 " Has sorrow thy young days shaded ? ” The Maid's Lament .106 " Oh , no - not even when first we loved " The Brier . .106 The Dragon Fly . 106 An Arab to his Mistress ...
... Scene . 106 Sacred Song Epitaph on a Poet in a Welsh Churchyard . 105 " Has sorrow thy young days shaded ? ” The Maid's Lament .106 " Oh , no - not even when first we loved " The Brier . .106 The Dragon Fly . 106 An Arab to his Mistress ...
Σελίδα 9
... Scene in John di Procida The Growth of Love . Forbidden Love . A Repose Artifice Disowned by Love . Pride of Rank . A Storm " I die for thy sweet love " A Petition to Time A Chamber Scene The Lake has Burst . The Weaver's Song . A ...
... Scene in John di Procida The Growth of Love . Forbidden Love . A Repose Artifice Disowned by Love . Pride of Rank . A Storm " I die for thy sweet love " A Petition to Time A Chamber Scene The Lake has Burst . The Weaver's Song . A ...
Σελίδα 10
... Scene from Endymion D. M. MOIR Sleep . . $ 54 A Lover to his Betrothed Scenes of Boyhood .354 The Moon Robin Hood Wee Willie Midnight .356 .355 " Weep not for her " , Fancy . .366 Lines on the Mermaid Tavern Flodden Field . . 356 EDWARD ...
... Scene from Endymion D. M. MOIR Sleep . . $ 54 A Lover to his Betrothed Scenes of Boyhood .354 The Moon Robin Hood Wee Willie Midnight .356 .355 " Weep not for her " , Fancy . .366 Lines on the Mermaid Tavern Flodden Field . . 356 EDWARD ...
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... Dead Body of Charles The Talking Oak . Cromwell Reflections on " Killing no Murder " Richelien's Soliloquy Ambition and Glory . The Lady of Shalott Dora .. Circumstance . GEORGE DARLEY . RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES . A Scene from CONTENTS . 11.
... Dead Body of Charles The Talking Oak . Cromwell Reflections on " Killing no Murder " Richelien's Soliloquy Ambition and Glory . The Lady of Shalott Dora .. Circumstance . GEORGE DARLEY . RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES . A Scene from CONTENTS . 11.
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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century Rufus Wilmot Griswold Προβολή αποσπασμάτων - 1845 |
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Σελίδα 51 - I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Σελίδα 188 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile; In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone.
Σελίδα 58 - MILTON ! thou should'st be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power. Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart : Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea : Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou...
Σελίδα 230 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more...
Σελίδα 310 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Σελίδα 91 - Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company! — To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay!
Σελίδα 68 - She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lips and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand ere her mother could bar, " Now tread we a measure,
Σελίδα 306 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: — Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Σελίδα 57 - O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction : not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest — Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast: — Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us,...
Σελίδα 237 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.