Essentials of Poetry: Lowell Lectures, 1911Houghton Mifflin, 1912 - 282 páginas |
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... beauty con- sequent upon the disproportion . The contro- versial critic who indulges in tirades against either Classicism or Romanticism as the root of all artistic evil , is himself guilty of the vice he is actually , though ...
... beauty con- sequent upon the disproportion . The contro- versial critic who indulges in tirades against either Classicism or Romanticism as the root of all artistic evil , is himself guilty of the vice he is actually , though ...
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... beauty , is unlikely to be essentially vicious . This persistence and these manifestations should rather warn us to avoid wholesale condemnation , and to seek to understand under what conditions , with what checks and complements , such ...
... beauty , is unlikely to be essentially vicious . This persistence and these manifestations should rather warn us to avoid wholesale condemnation , and to seek to understand under what conditions , with what checks and complements , such ...
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... beauty of form and style , and a vigorous at- tempt both to emulate these and to find from the study of Aristotle the laws of literary composition . It is in the commentators of this period that one finds the source of that stream of ...
... beauty of form and style , and a vigorous at- tempt both to emulate these and to find from the study of Aristotle the laws of literary composition . It is in the commentators of this period that one finds the source of that stream of ...
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... beauty now in this direction , now in that . The chief value of good criticism is , after all , not in supplying us with final ver- dicts on a book or an author , but in giving us a certain æsthetic gymnastic , which will aid in ...
... beauty now in this direction , now in that . The chief value of good criticism is , after all , not in supplying us with final ver- dicts on a book or an author , but in giving us a certain æsthetic gymnastic , which will aid in ...
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... beauty or the will of man : Was this the face that launcht a thousand ships And burnt the topless towers of Ilium ? Sweet Helen , make me immortal with a kiss . O thou art fairer than the evening air , Clad in the beauty of a thousand ...
... beauty or the will of man : Was this the face that launcht a thousand ships And burnt the topless towers of Ilium ? Sweet Helen , make me immortal with a kiss . O thou art fairer than the evening air , Clad in the beauty of a thousand ...
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abundant actual Æneid aginative appears Aristotle artistic balance of qualities beauty Burns Burns's Byron called characteristic classical clear Coleridge conception contrast Crabbe criticism degree discussion dominant Duchess of Malfi effect eighteenth century elements of poetry emotion essential example exhibits expression external eyes faculties feeling George Crabbe history of poetry human nature humor ical ideal illustrate images imaginative element imitation individual instance intensity irony Jolly Beggars Keats Kubla Khan Laurence Sterne less literary literature lyric Lyrical Ballads masterpiece medieval ment merely method Molière mood neo-classical neo-classicism o'er observation passage passion period phrase picture poem poet's poetic Pope predominance present produced purely reader realistic reason regarded Renascence result return to nature romantic poets Romanticism roused satire scene sense of fact sentiment sentimentalist Shelley soul spirit stanzas tendency things thou tion truth verse vision vivid word Wordsworth writer
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Página 23 - Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on ; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
Página 81 - REAPER BEHOLD her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland lass ! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass ! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain ; O listen ! for the vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
Página 22 - The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture ! 0, when degree is shak'd, Which is the ladder to all high designs, The enterprise is sick ! How could communities, Degrees in schools, and brotherhoods in cities, Peaceful commerce from dividable shores, The primogenitive and due of birth, Prerogative of age, crowns, sceptres, laurels, But by degree, stand in authentic place? Take but degree away, untune that string, And, hark, what discord follows ! each thing meets In mere oppugnancy:...
Página 82 - No Nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to weary bands 10 Of travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands: A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.
Página 80 - Wordsworth, on the other hand, was to propose to himself as his object, to give the charm of novelty to things of every day, and to excite a feeling. analogous to the supernatural, by awakening the mind's attention from the lethargy of custom, and directing it to the loveliness and the wonders of the world before us...
Página 143 - Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilarate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid Nature. Mighty winds, That sweep the skirt of some far-spreading wood Of ancient growth, make music not unlike The dash of ocean on his winding shore...
Página 95 - Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee, Whether the summer clothe the general earth With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch Of mossy apple-tree...
Página 259 - If I may trust the flattering truth of sleep, 'My dreams presage some joyful news at hand : My bosom's lord sits lightly in his throne ; And all this day an unaccustom'd spirit Lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts.
Página 212 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Página 148 - O World ! O life ! O time ! On whose last steps I climb, Trembling at that where I had stood before, — When will return the glory of your prime ? No more — oh never more ! Out of the day and night A joy has taken flight ; Fresh Spring, and Summer, and Winter hoar, Move my faint heart with grief, — but with delight No more — oh never more!