The Book of the Sonnet, Volume 1Leigh Hunt, Samuel Adams Lee Sampson Low, Son & Marston, 1867 |
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... ITALY 28 V. OF OTHER LEGITIMATE BUT OBSOLETE FORMS OF THE SONNET , PARTICULARLY THE COMIC SONNET VI . OF ENGLISH SONNETS , AND OF THE SONNET ILLEGITI- MATE , OR QUATORZEN . AMERICAN SONNETS AND SONNETEERS . · • 122 52 65 93 ENGLISH ...
... ITALY 28 V. OF OTHER LEGITIMATE BUT OBSOLETE FORMS OF THE SONNET , PARTICULARLY THE COMIC SONNET VI . OF ENGLISH SONNETS , AND OF THE SONNET ILLEGITI- MATE , OR QUATORZEN . AMERICAN SONNETS AND SONNETEERS . · • 122 52 65 93 ENGLISH ...
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... Italy and England , for the purpose of diffusing their seeds and off - sets , wherever the soil can be found congenial ; and therefore , with your leave , and with the privilege of free - speaking which is conceded to guests and ...
... Italy and England , for the purpose of diffusing their seeds and off - sets , wherever the soil can be found congenial ; and therefore , with your leave , and with the privilege of free - speaking which is conceded to guests and ...
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... Italian sun that warms so much of their terri- tory , and to that extraordinary feathered songster , the Mocking - Bird , which is the only imitator in the world that beats what it imitates . Be this however as it may , and let our ...
... Italian sun that warms so much of their terri- tory , and to that extraordinary feathered songster , the Mocking - Bird , which is the only imitator in the world that beats what it imitates . Be this however as it may , and let our ...
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... Italian and English poetry , " the words carry with them their own recommendation to all who know anything of poetry or music ; yet I always feel so grate- ful to the very sound of the Italian language , when about to put its words on ...
... Italian and English poetry , " the words carry with them their own recommendation to all who know anything of poetry or music ; yet I always feel so grate- ful to the very sound of the Italian language , when about to put its words on ...
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... Italian language , the Sonnet . They would be glad to find how much enjoyment can be got out of the mere perusal of ... Italy are innumerable . Not only all their celebrated poets are among them , — per- haps it may be said , every poet ...
... Italian language , the Sonnet . They would be glad to find how much enjoyment can be got out of the mere perusal of ... Italy are innumerable . Not only all their celebrated poets are among them , — per- haps it may be said , every poet ...
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admirable Anna Seward appears Arezzo beautiful birds Boker breath bright CHARLES LAMB charm clouds critic Dante dark dear death delight Della Cruscans doth earth English ENGLISH SONNETS Essay eyes Faerie Queene fair fancy fear feel flowers fourteen lines genius gentle glow grace happy hath heart heaven hope Italian language Italian poetry Italy kind lady language LEIGH HUNT light live lone look lover Marini melody Milton mind morning mournful nature never o'er Ozymandias passion Petrarca poems poet poetical praise quatrains reader rhymes scorn seems Shakespeare sighs silent sing sleep smile soft song sonnet sorrow soul sound speak specimens Spenser spirit spring star sweet Tasso taste tears tender terzettes thee thine things Thomas Warton thou thought tion Varchi Veronica Gambara verse voice wandering words Wordsworth writers written
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Página 154 - 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...
Página 164 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Página 162 - Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace : » Referring to the obsequies for the dead.
Página 163 - 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 ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang; In me thou seest 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...
Página 160 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove : O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Página 179 - LAWRENCE ! of virtuous father virtuous son, Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire, Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire Help waste a sullen day, what may be won From the hard season gaining ? Time will run On smoother, till Favonius re-inspire The frozen earth, and clothe in fresh attire The lily' and rose, that neither sow'd nor spun.
Página 226 - NUNS fret not at their convent's narrow room ; And hermits are contented with their cells , And students with their pensive citadels , Maids at the wheel, the weaver at his loom, Sit blithe and happy ; bees that soar for bloom, High as the highest Peak of Furness-fells, Will murmur by the hour in foxglove bells...
Página xii - Scorn not the Sonnet ; Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours ; with this key Shakespeare unlocked his heart ; the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarch's wound ; A thousand times this pipe did Tasso sound ; With it Camoens soothed an exile's grief; The Sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow : a glow-worm lamp...
Página 241 - Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind, — But how could I forget thee ? Through what power, Even for the least division of an hour...
Página 180 - Old Law did save, And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...