A Study of the Night in the Poetry of Byron, Keats, and ShelleyUniversity of Wisconsin--Madison, 1897 - 226 páginas |
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... Sometimes , though more rarely , the simple beauty and gen ness of night take all his attention . This is more ofte true of his descriptions of the evening , like the follow lines : - 2 " It is the hour when from the boughs The ...
... Sometimes , though more rarely , the simple beauty and gen ness of night take all his attention . This is more ofte true of his descriptions of the evening , like the follow lines : - 2 " It is the hour when from the boughs The ...
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... , Where asleep they fall betimes , To music and the drowsy chimes . " Sometimes there is rather the pleasure in the beauty of 1Death of Sheridan , vol.ii.p.231 . 2Eve of St. Mark , p.413 . རྣམས་ ན་ ན night's stillness : - 1 " Young.
... , Where asleep they fall betimes , To music and the drowsy chimes . " Sometimes there is rather the pleasure in the beauty of 1Death of Sheridan , vol.ii.p.231 . 2Eve of St. Mark , p.413 . རྣམས་ ན་ ན night's stillness : - 1 " Young.
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... sometimes it is not mere despondency but actual sorrow which weighs upon his spirit at night , making everything dark and cold , and all sounds mournful : - 2 " O Sorrow ! Why dost borrow The lustrous passion from a falcon - eye ? To ...
... sometimes it is not mere despondency but actual sorrow which weighs upon his spirit at night , making everything dark and cold , and all sounds mournful : - 2 " O Sorrow ! Why dost borrow The lustrous passion from a falcon - eye ? To ...
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... Sometimes the stillness is spoken of with reference to the winds or the sky , as in the following passages : - ( 1 ) " Above the dark and woody dalc , Thick clouds obscured the sky . 1 Rosalind and Helen , vol.ii.p.8 . j All was now ...
... Sometimes the stillness is spoken of with reference to the winds or the sky , as in the following passages : - ( 1 ) " Above the dark and woody dalc , Thick clouds obscured the sky . 1 Rosalind and Helen , vol.ii.p.8 . j All was now ...
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... Sometimes it is mere- ly the beauty of night which fascinates him , as in these 1 Revolt of Islam , Canto v.stanza 52 . 2 Stanzas , Vol.iii.p.163 . 3 Queen Mak , Vol.1.p.52 . 201 * $ • Cutspo a'arussy 20 * NUOUS IN 37.
... Sometimes it is mere- ly the beauty of night which fascinates him , as in these 1 Revolt of Islam , Canto v.stanza 52 . 2 Stanzas , Vol.iii.p.163 . 3 Queen Mak , Vol.1.p.52 . 201 * $ • Cutspo a'arussy 20 * NUOUS IN 37.
Palavras e frases frequentes
Alastor azure beam beans beauty blue breath bright Byron calm Canto iii.stanza Canto v.stanza Childe Harold clouds cold connection Cynthia darkness deep night description of night Dian's Don Juan dreams dusky earth Endymion eternal eyes fair figure gaze gleam gloom hath heaven horn hues Hyperion Ibid imaginative light lingering longer passages Marino Faliero Mazeppa midnight mist moon's moonbeams moonless moonlight moonshine morn mountains mysterious night scenes o'er ocean Once he speaks pallid peep poem poet Prometheus Unbound purple Queen Mab quote references repose revelry Revolt of Islam Rosalind and Helen says shades shadow Shelley's shine shone Siege of Corinth silent silent night silver skies sleep smile soft soul spirit splendor stanza starless night starry stars storm sunrise sunset sweet thee thine thou throne trembling twilight twinkle vault veil wander waning waters waters sleep waves wild winds wings
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Página 102 - Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! Ye! With night, and clouds, and thunder, and a soul To make these felt and feeling, well may be Things that have made me watchful ; the far roll Of your departing voices, is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless, — if I rest. But where of ye, oh tempests ! is the goal ? Are ye like those within the human breast? Or do ye find, at length, like eagles, some high nest?
Página 101 - The sky is changed! - and such a change! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder!
Página 99 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Página 70 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for Heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Página 63 - But when the rising moon begins to climb Its topmost arch, and gently pauses there; When the stars twinkle through the loops of time, And the low night-breeze waves along the air, The...
Página 9 - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man ; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.
Página 81 - Fill'd with the face of heaven, which, from afar, Comes down upon the waters ; all its hues, From the rich sunset to the rising star, Their magical variety diffuse : And now they change ; a paler shadow strews Its mantle o'er the mountains ; parting day Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang imbues With a new colour as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till — 'tis gone — and all is gray.
Página 70 - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night...
Página 9 - And this is in the night : most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight — A portion of the tempest, and of thee ! How the lit lake shines, a phosphoric sea, And the big rain comes dancing to the earth ! And now again 'tis black — and now the glee Of the loud hills shakes with its mountain-mirth, As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth.
Página 20 - Jura, whose capt heights appear Precipitously steep ; and drawing near, There breathes a living fragrance from the shore. Of flowers yet fresh with childhood ; on the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more...