Landscape in Poetry from Homer to TennysonMacmillan and Company, 1897 - 302 من الصفحات |
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... phrase , is " the most splendid and the " most durable of the many glories of England . " The plan of the volume is explained in the prefatory chapter . Here , on my own account , I will only add a few words from the excellent Household ...
... phrase , is " the most splendid and the " most durable of the many glories of England . " The plan of the volume is explained in the prefatory chapter . Here , on my own account , I will only add a few words from the excellent Household ...
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... phrase , they " speak only to the wise . " And we shall afterwards have to notice other inevitable omissions . 66 The subject , even when limited , has thus far , I believe , been but briefly handled ; I might almost repeat with that ...
... phrase , they " speak only to the wise . " And we shall afterwards have to notice other inevitable omissions . 66 The subject , even when limited , has thus far , I believe , been but briefly handled ; I might almost repeat with that ...
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... phrase as " a collective " name for everything that is , " or as including " not only " all that happens , but all that is capable of happening . " Compared with Nature in her infinite vastness , her infinite minuteness , our sphere is ...
... phrase as " a collective " name for everything that is , " or as including " not only " all that happens , but all that is capable of happening . " Compared with Nature in her infinite vastness , her infinite minuteness , our sphere is ...
الصفحة 7
... phrase , " Where life is wise and innocent . " II Even , however , in the earliest days of surviving poetry , from Homer himself , landscape , taking also a wider range , appears as the background to human life — as scenery to the play ...
... phrase , " Where life is wise and innocent . " II Even , however , in the earliest days of surviving poetry , from Homer himself , landscape , taking also a wider range , appears as the background to human life — as scenery to the play ...
الصفحة 8
... phrase , " brought a riper mind , And clearer " insight . " Landscape now appears as matter of pure descrip- tion , human interests being subordinate , like the figures intro- duced in the work of painters from Claude to our own time ...
... phrase , " brought a riper mind , And clearer " insight . " Landscape now appears as matter of pure descrip- tion , human interests being subordinate , like the figures intro- duced in the work of painters from Claude to our own time ...
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Aeschylus beauty birds blue boughs breath bright calm Catullus Celtic century charm Chaucer classical clouds Coleridge colour cuckoo deep delight doth early earth Elocutio English exquisite fair feeling flowers fresh garden Glen Etive Greek Greek Anthology green hath heart heaven hence Henry Vaughan hills human imaginative Italian Italian poetry J. H. Newman Keats land Latin lines literature Lucretius Matthew Arnold mediaeval mind modern moon mountain murmur Nature night nightingale o'er painted passion perhaps Petrarch phrase picture Pindar poem poet poet's poetical quote R. W. Church rarely rendered rock Roman scene scenery seems sense sentiment shade Shelley sing Sirmio sleep song sonnet soul Spring stanza stars stream style sweet Tennyson thee Theocritus things thou thought touch trees Vergil verse vignettes waves whilst wild wind woods words Wordsworth δὲ ἐν καὶ τε
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الصفحة 237 - The floating Clouds their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
الصفحة 190 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
الصفحة 75 - Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field ; Let us lodge in the villages. Let us get up early to the vineyards ; Let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, And the pomegranates bud forth : There will I give thee my loves.
الصفحة 222 - Ode to the West Wind O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth...
الصفحة 213 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
الصفحة 142 - 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 ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st 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.
الصفحة 199 - 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, while the nigh thatch Smokes in the sun-thaw; whether the eave-drops fall. Heard only in the trances of the blast, Or if the secret ministry of frost Shall hang them up in silent icicles, Quietly shining to the quiet Moon, DEJECTION.
الصفحة 212 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
الصفحة 159 - Gently o'er the accustomed oak. Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly. Most musical, most melancholy! Thee, chauntress, oft the woods among I woo, to hear thy even-song; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
الصفحة 75 - Although the fig tree shall not blossom, Neither shall fruit be in the vines; The labour of the olive shall fail, And the fields shall yield no meat ; The flock shall be cut off from the fold, And there shall be no herd in the stalls : Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation.