The American Monthly Magazine, Volume 1Peirce and Williams, 1829 |
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... poetry to talk of the voices of summer . ' It is the day time of the year , and its myriad influences are audibly at work . Even by night you may lay your ear to the ground , and hear that faintest of murmurs , the sound of growing ...
... poetry to talk of the voices of summer . ' It is the day time of the year , and its myriad influences are audibly at work . Even by night you may lay your ear to the ground , and hear that faintest of murmurs , the sound of growing ...
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... poetry . Thomas Moore , ( whose mere sense of beauty is making him religious , and who knows better than any other man what is beautiful , ) has sung ' those evening bells , ' in some of the most melodious of his elaborate stanzas . I ...
... poetry . Thomas Moore , ( whose mere sense of beauty is making him religious , and who knows better than any other man what is beautiful , ) has sung ' those evening bells , ' in some of the most melodious of his elaborate stanzas . I ...
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... ' When danger draweth near . ' Or let thy man of state ' The splendid golden burden wear , ' With all the loads that he must bear , ' The loads of being great . " I sing , like birds that on the breeze Poetry . 15 IMITATED FROM GOETHE. ...
... ' When danger draweth near . ' Or let thy man of state ' The splendid golden burden wear , ' With all the loads that he must bear , ' The loads of being great . " I sing , like birds that on the breeze Poetry . 15 IMITATED FROM GOETHE. ...
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... poetry , are yet flourishing in unpruned luxu- riance . And these early poets may well be compared to the first discoverers of some rich , but hitherto unknown region . Subsequent adventurers may , perhaps , penetrate farther into the ...
... poetry , are yet flourishing in unpruned luxu- riance . And these early poets may well be compared to the first discoverers of some rich , but hitherto unknown region . Subsequent adventurers may , perhaps , penetrate farther into the ...
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... poets . Not because prose composition is unknown or undervalued , but because those circumstances , which peculiarly favor the fiery spirit of poetry , ill agree with the cool element ' of prose . For good prose requires such a ...
... poets . Not because prose composition is unknown or undervalued , but because those circumstances , which peculiarly favor the fiery spirit of poetry , ill agree with the cool element ' of prose . For good prose requires such a ...
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Página 438 - Thy brother Death came, and cried, ' Wouldst thou me ? ' Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noon-tide bee, ' Shall I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me '? — And I replied,
Página 267 - He was the man who of all modern, and perhaps ancient poets, had the largest and most comprehensive soul. All the images of nature were still present to him, and he drew them not laboriously, but luckily : when he describes anything, you more than see it, you feel it too.
Página 434 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony.
Página 433 - The City's voice itself is soft like Solitude's. I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple seaweeds strown ; I see the waves upon the shore, Like light dissolved in star-showers, thrown : I sit upon the sands alone, The lightning of the noontide ocean Is flashing round me, and a tone Arises from its measured motion, How sweet ! did any heart now share in my emotion. III. Alas ! I have nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around...
Página 267 - This is mentioned to vindicate tragedy from the small esteem, or rather infamy, which in the account of many it undergoes at this day, with other common interludes; happening through the poets' error of intermixing comic stuff with tragic sadness and gravity, or introducing trivial and vulgar persons; which by all judicious hath been counted absurd and brought in without discretion, corruptly to gratify the people.
Página 274 - Caesar must bleed for it. And, gentle friends, Let's kill him boldly, but not wrathfully; Let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods, Not hew him as a carcass fit for hounds...
Página 438 - TO NIGHT SWIFTLY walk o'er the western wave, Spirit of Night! Out of the misty eastern cave Where, all the long and lone daylight, Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear, Which make thee terrible and dear, Swift be thy flight! Wrap thy form in a mantle gray, Star-inwrought! Blind with thine hair the eyes of Day; Kiss her until she be wearied out, Then wander o'er city, and sea, and land, Touching all with thine opiate wand— Come, long-sought!
Página 260 - Next, for hear me out now, readers, that I may tell ye whither my younger feet wandered, I betook me among those lofty fables and romances which recount in solemn cantos the deeds of knighthood founded by our victorious kings, and from hence had in renown over all Christendom.
Página 21 - And time and place are lost ; where eldest Night And Chaos, ancestors of Nature, hold Eternal anarchy, amidst the noise Of endless wars, and by confusion stand...
Página 168 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies : The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight, Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light.