Book of the Poets: The Modern Poets of the Nineteenth CenturyScott, Webster & Geary, 1842 - 490 من الصفحات |
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... sound was substituted for sense , and poetry itself was stifled , and buried under a mass of ver- biage . So strong , also , was the enthralment of this established language , that the talented , as well as the inane , were obliged to ...
... sound was substituted for sense , and poetry itself was stifled , and buried under a mass of ver- biage . So strong , also , was the enthralment of this established language , that the talented , as well as the inane , were obliged to ...
الصفحة 16
... sound of its native ocean - a pebble rounded and polished by the brook - a leaf dancing in the sunshine - a waggon , lumbering and creaking along the dusty highway - even a meek ass grazing upon the common , and shaking its passive ears ...
... sound of its native ocean - a pebble rounded and polished by the brook - a leaf dancing in the sunshine - a waggon , lumbering and creaking along the dusty highway - even a meek ass grazing upon the common , and shaking its passive ears ...
الصفحة 31
... sounds and magnificent pageants — but the curtain is falling , and they must now hie them away to the cold realities of every - day life . But as these remembrances of the theatre will return in the light of day , and amidst the bustle ...
... sounds and magnificent pageants — but the curtain is falling , and they must now hie them away to the cold realities of every - day life . But as these remembrances of the theatre will return in the light of day , and amidst the bustle ...
الصفحة 36
... sound , In rattling triads the long sentence bound ; While points with points , with periods periods jar , And the whole work seems one continued war ! Is not this sad ? F. " " Tis pitiful , " Heaven knows , " " Tis wondrous pitiful ...
... sound , In rattling triads the long sentence bound ; While points with points , with periods periods jar , And the whole work seems one continued war ! Is not this sad ? F. " " Tis pitiful , " Heaven knows , " " Tis wondrous pitiful ...
الصفحة 39
... sound without sense . And all the florid glare of impotence . Still with your characters your language change , From grave to gay , as nature dictates , range , Now droop in all the plaintiveness of woe , Now in glad numbers light and ...
... sound without sense . And all the florid glare of impotence . Still with your characters your language change , From grave to gay , as nature dictates , range , Now droop in all the plaintiveness of woe , Now in glad numbers light and ...
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الصفحة 111 - Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy Soul's immensity ; Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage, thou Eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind, — Mighty Prophet ! Seer blest ! On whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find...
الصفحة 417 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, — While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue...
الصفحة 109 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea 30 Give themselves up to jollity...
الصفحة 106 - My brother John and I. And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side.' ' How many are you, then,' said I, * If they two are in heaven ?' Quick was the little Maid's reply,
الصفحة 413 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
الصفحة 112 - Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind...
الصفحة 380 - The world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn: Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam Like wrecks of a dissolving dream.
الصفحة 414 - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy...
الصفحة 167 - That sometimes from the savage den, And sometimes from the darksome shade, And sometimes starting up at once In green and sunny glade, There came and looked him in the face An angel beautiful and bright, And that he knew it was a fiend...
الصفحة 108 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose, The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare ; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.