Estimations in Criticism, المجلد 1A. Melrose, 1908 |
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الصفحة viii
... writer's imagination , to his perception of beauty . The other is structural and logical , and is the product of a sense of pro- portion . In style at its best both elements appear in due measure , but the writings of most men exhibit a ...
... writer's imagination , to his perception of beauty . The other is structural and logical , and is the product of a sense of pro- portion . In style at its best both elements appear in due measure , but the writings of most men exhibit a ...
الصفحة ix
... writer behind the book , and sounded this in a formula of classification . A few instances of these keynotes in classification may serve , by way of illustration . Men are either ' perfect ' or ' imperfect ' in their ' realisations ...
... writer behind the book , and sounded this in a formula of classification . A few instances of these keynotes in classification may serve , by way of illustration . Men are either ' perfect ' or ' imperfect ' in their ' realisations ...
الصفحة x
... writer's imagination ; his mind is ' swarming with theories . ' Much might be said about Bagehot's felicitous phrases and wide vocabulary ; about his broad views of life , both in its spiritual and in its social aspects ; about his keen ...
... writer's imagination ; his mind is ' swarming with theories . ' Much might be said about Bagehot's felicitous phrases and wide vocabulary ; about his broad views of life , both in its spiritual and in its social aspects ; about his keen ...
الصفحة 2
... writes Gray to Horace Walpole , when Lord B. and Sir H. C. and Viscount D. , who are now great statesmen , were little dirty boys playing at cricket ? For my part I do not feel one bit older or wiser now than I did then . ' For , as ...
... writes Gray to Horace Walpole , when Lord B. and Sir H. C. and Viscount D. , who are now great statesmen , were little dirty boys playing at cricket ? For my part I do not feel one bit older or wiser now than I did then . ' For , as ...
الصفحة 6
... writer , 1 ' back on the time when our ancient buildings were first reared . Consider the churches all round us ; how many generations have passed since stone was put upon stone , till the whole edifice was finished ! The first movers ...
... writer , 1 ' back on the time when our ancient buildings were first reared . Consider the churches all round us ; how many generations have passed since stone was put upon stone , till the whole edifice was finished ! The first movers ...
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الصفحة 144 - All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
الصفحة 36 - Of aspect more sublime; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world Is lightened: — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on,— Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul: 319 While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the...
الصفحة 144 - Poetry is not like reasoning, a power to be exerted according to the determination of the will. A man cannot say, " I will compose poetry." The greatest poet even cannot say it; for the mind in creation is as a fading coal, which some invisible influence, like an inconstant wind, awakens to transitory brightness...
الصفحة 237 - Earth has not anything to show more fair: 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!
الصفحة 271 - And licked the soup from the cook's own ladles, Split open the kegs of salted sprats, Made nests inside men's Sunday hats, And even spoiled the women's chats, By drowning their speaking With shrieking and squeaking In fifty different sharps and flats. At last the people in a body To the Town Hall came flocking:
الصفحة 273 - Beside," quoth the Mayor, with a knowing wink, "Our business was done at the river's brink; We saw with our eyes the vermin sink, And what's dead can't come to life, I think. So, friend, we're not the folks to shrink From the duty of giving you something...
الصفحة 195 - Daughters; but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his Seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
الصفحة 27 - Standing on Earth, not rapt above the pole, More safe I sing with mortal voice, unchanged To hoarse or mute, though fallen on evil days...
الصفحة 45 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the play-place of our early days; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone, That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
الصفحة 36 - Love had he found in huts where poor Men lie : His daily Teachers had been Woods and Rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.