The Revival of English Poetry in the Nineteenth Century: Selections from Wordsworth, Coleridge, Shelley, Keats and ByronElinor Mead Buckingham Morse Company, 1897 - 257 páginas |
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... humanity roused by the French Revolution . By the middle of the seventeenth century , the fresh- ness of poetry , expressing the eagerness of human living and the keen enjoyment of the senses , had already faded ; for the court of ...
... humanity roused by the French Revolution . By the middle of the seventeenth century , the fresh- ness of poetry , expressing the eagerness of human living and the keen enjoyment of the senses , had already faded ; for the court of ...
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... human as incidents of common life . In other words , the ideality of nature as she really exists was to be brought out , and the purely ideal was to be made to seem natural . Each poet took up the side that was congenial to him ...
... human as incidents of common life . In other words , the ideality of nature as she really exists was to be brought out , and the purely ideal was to be made to seem natural . Each poet took up the side that was congenial to him ...
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... humanity , with a sense of the un- substantial , mysterious world hovering about us , and an imagination capable of portraying ... human emotion . There is a per- sonal cry in them all ; more than most poems they need to be read with the ...
... humanity , with a sense of the un- substantial , mysterious world hovering about us , and an imagination capable of portraying ... human emotion . There is a per- sonal cry in them all ; more than most poems they need to be read with the ...
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... human love , and trust in God . In the poems which mention Sara and Little Hartley , Lamb and Wordsworth , there is always this tender love . In the “ Ode on the Departing Year , " the subject is the violation of the love of man to man ...
... human love , and trust in God . In the poems which mention Sara and Little Hartley , Lamb and Wordsworth , there is always this tender love . In the “ Ode on the Departing Year , " the subject is the violation of the love of man to man ...
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... humanity . The It is hardly easier in his case than in Shelley's to guess the sources of his genius . Tradition says that his father , a London stable - keeper , came from Devonshire . His mother had a reputation for wit and talent ...
... humanity . The It is hardly easier in his case than in Shelley's to guess the sources of his genius . Tradition says that his father , a London stable - keeper , came from Devonshire . His mother had a reputation for wit and talent ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
A. C. Swinburne Agnes ancient Mariner beauty behold beneath birds blue breast breath breeze bright Busk Byron calm child Christabel clouds Coleridge dark dead dear Death deep delight didst dost doth dream earth Edward Dowden eternal eyes fair fear feel flowers gazed Geraldine glory green groan happy hath hear heard heart heaven hill hour JOHN KEATS Keats lady land of mist Leigh Hunt light live look Lord LORD BYRON loud Lyrical Ballads Moon morn mountains nature never night o'er ocean poems poet poetry Porphyro rose round S. T. Coleridge Samian wine SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE shadow Shelley ship shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spake spirit stars stood streams sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought twas voice waves weary Wedding-Guest wild wind wings Wordsworth Yarrow
Passagens conhecidas
Página 5 - 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 full of blessings.
Página 240 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wanton'd with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Página 37 - Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!
Página 175 - 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.
Página 125 - I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain The pavilion of Heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air...
Página 4 - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains; and of all that we behold From this green earth ; of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create *, And what perceive; well pleased to recognise In nature and the language of the sense, The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being.
Página 81 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
Página 34 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong: I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay...
Página 62 - And now the storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong : He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled.
Página 37 - Thou best philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage, thou eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal Mind, — Mighty Prophet! Seer blest! On whom those truths do rest Which we are toiling all our lives to find...