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... poet - In- fluence of the French Revolution on his mind- " Marmion " " The Lady of the Lake " -Decline of his poetical powers- " Bonny Dundee " -- " Battle of Otterburne " -- His pilgrimage to Italy ... ..Page 48 LECTURE XII . COLERIDGE ...
... poet - In- fluence of the French Revolution on his mind- " Marmion " " The Lady of the Lake " -Decline of his poetical powers- " Bonny Dundee " -- " Battle of Otterburne " -- His pilgrimage to Italy ... ..Page 48 LECTURE XII . COLERIDGE ...
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... POETS . ) Monotony of Pope's verse - The revival of a truer spirit of Poetry- Chatterton - Merit of Cowper - Dr . Johnson's literary dictatorship- His " Lives of the Poets " -Sir Egerton Brydges's criticism on them -Cowper's judgment of ...
... POETS . ) Monotony of Pope's verse - The revival of a truer spirit of Poetry- Chatterton - Merit of Cowper - Dr . Johnson's literary dictatorship- His " Lives of the Poets " -Sir Egerton Brydges's criticism on them -Cowper's judgment of ...
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... poet needs them all : each one in its true time is ready in his service . How narrow must the scope of poetry have grown when , as with the poets and critics of a considerable part of the eighteenth century , the high - wrought , one ...
... poet needs them all : each one in its true time is ready in his service . How narrow must the scope of poetry have grown when , as with the poets and critics of a considerable part of the eighteenth century , the high - wrought , one ...
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... poets who , with a truer fervour of inspira- tion , sought to unfetter the poetry of their country from the technicalities and the artifices which had been woven round it . They were obliged to toil against the influence of established ...
... poets who , with a truer fervour of inspira- tion , sought to unfetter the poetry of their country from the technicalities and the artifices which had been woven round it . They were obliged to toil against the influence of established ...
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... poets , Milton is the one solitary poet of high eminence . But the wrong does not stop here . Passing by the consideration that Johnson's regis try excludes all but one of the greatest names , and in- cludes all the little ones , or ...
... poets , Milton is the one solitary poet of high eminence . But the wrong does not stop here . Passing by the consideration that Johnson's regis try excludes all but one of the greatest names , and in- cludes all the little ones , or ...
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admirable amid ancient auld bard beautiful beneath bonny Dundee bright Burns Byron's character Charles Lamb child Christabel Christie's cloud Coleridge's criticism dark dead dear deep delight descriptive poetry doth early earth Edmund Spenser English poetry faith fame familiar fancy feeling frae French Revolution genius glory grave happy Hartley Coleridge hath heart heaven honour human imagination Johnson language lecture light literary literature living look Lord lyrical poetry melody memory Milton mind minstrelsy moral myste nature never night o'er Paradise Lost pass passage passion Petrarch poem poet poet's poetic Pope prose reader Samuel Taylor Coleridge Scott's Scottish sense sentiment Shakspeare song sonnet soul sound Southey Southey's Spenser spirit stanzas strain strong sweet sympathy Thalaba thee thing thou thought tion true truth uttered verse voice Wat Tyler waves wild words Wordsworth writings youth
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Página 117 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And, having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head, Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Página 123 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Página 114 - This body dropt not down. Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide wide sea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony.
Página 192 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims aronnd him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
Página 221 - Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will: Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And...
Página 123 - With Roland and Sir Leoline. Each spake words of high disdain And insult to his heart's best brother : They parted — ne'er to meet again ! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder ; A dreary sea now flows between ; — But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Página 260 - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with his eternal motion make A sound like thunder— everlastingly.
Página 195 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Página 120 - There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Página 192 - He heard it, but he heeded not - his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother - he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday All this rush'd with his blood - Shall he expire And unavenged?