Lectures on poetry and general literatureLongman, Rees, Orme, Brown, Green, & Longman, 1833 - 394 páginas |
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... Lord , speaking out of the whirl- wind to Job : " Canst thou bind the sweet influences of Pleiades , or loose the bands of Orion ? thou bring forth Mazzaroth in his season ? Or canst thou guide Arcturus with his sons ? " - Here shines ...
... Lord , speaking out of the whirl- wind to Job : " Canst thou bind the sweet influences of Pleiades , or loose the bands of Orion ? thou bring forth Mazzaroth in his season ? Or canst thou guide Arcturus with his sons ? " - Here shines ...
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... Lord ! what is man that Thou art mindful of him , or the son of man that Thou visitest him ? " Once more , and , Oh ! how touching is the thought ! -the stars , the unchanging stars , appear to us with the same placid magnificence as ...
... Lord ! what is man that Thou art mindful of him , or the son of man that Thou visitest him ? " Once more , and , Oh ! how touching is the thought ! -the stars , the unchanging stars , appear to us with the same placid magnificence as ...
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... he is ; when ( as he is already by antici- pation ) he shall be that which he is not , that , which , alas ! he never will be , - Lord of himself . If we would really know , by a test which 68 No. II . WHAT IS POETICAL .
... he is ; when ( as he is already by antici- pation ) he shall be that which he is not , that , which , alas ! he never will be , - Lord of himself . If we would really know , by a test which 68 No. II . WHAT IS POETICAL .
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... lord ? How fares your majesty ? LEAR . You do me wrong to take me out o ' the grave : - Thou art a soul in bliss , but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire . CORDELIA . Sir , do you know me ? LEAR . You are a spirit , I know ; when did you ...
... lord ? How fares your majesty ? LEAR . You do me wrong to take me out o ' the grave : - Thou art a soul in bliss , but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire . CORDELIA . Sir , do you know me ? LEAR . You are a spirit , I know ; when did you ...
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... lord ? How fares your majesty ? LEAR . You do me wrong to take me out o ' the Thou art a soul in bliss , but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire . grave : : - CORDELIA . Sir , do you know me ? LEAR . You are a spirit , I know ; when did you ...
... lord ? How fares your majesty ? LEAR . You do me wrong to take me out o ' the Thou art a soul in bliss , but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire . grave : : - CORDELIA . Sir , do you know me ? LEAR . You are a spirit , I know ; when did you ...
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Lectures on Poetry and General Literature: Delivered at the Royal ... James Montgomery Visualização completa - 1833 |
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admiration Æneid ancient beauty blank verse breath cadence character circumstances composed composition CORDELIA death delight diction Dryden earth effect eloquence employed English equal excellence exquisite Faerie Queene fancy feel genius glory grace Greece hand harmony heart heaven Henry Kirke White hieroglyphics highest Homer honour human ideas Iliad images imagination ingulphed invention kind King Lear labours Lamech language latter LEAR learning less lines literature living Lord melody ments metre Milton mind moral nature never night original painting Paradise Lost passage passions pathos peculiar perfect Pisistratus poem poet poetical poetry present prosaic prose reader rhyme rhythm Robert Burns Roman scarcely scene sense sentiments Shakspeare song soul sound spirit splendour spondees stanzas strains style sublime syllables taste thee themes things thou thought tion tongue trochees truth verse wheel of fire whole words writing
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Página 220 - one hundred and thirty years; few and evil have the days of the years of my life been, and have not attained unto the days of the years of the life of my fathers, in the days of their pilgrimage!' " And Jacob blessed Pharaoh, and went out from before Pharaoh.
Página 145 - TO THE MEMORY OF THOSE WHO FELL IN THE REBELLION OF 174>5. " How sleep the brave, who sink to rest With all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Página 47 - There is yet a higher strain. In the paragraph just quoted from Dr. Johnson, we are taught, that " whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses, and makes the past, the distant, or the future, predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings.
Página 145 - When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. " By Fairy-hands their knell is rung; By Forms unseen their dirge is sung ; There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall a while repair
Página 244 - his foal unto the vine, and his ass's colt unto the choice vine, he washed his garments in wine, and his clothes in the blood of grapes: his eye shall be red with wine, and his teeth white with milk." Here is an hieroglyphic table in three compartments : in the
Página 48 - of invisible depths a hundred, nay, a thousand times their number more, imagination itself sinks under the effort to "find out the Almighty to perfection ;" and still the devout worshipper exclaims, — " Lo ! these are parts of his ways, but how little a portion is heard of them ! for the thunder of his power, who can understand
Página 45 - from my friends, be such frigid philosophy, as may conduct us, indifferent and unmoved, over any ground which has been dignified by wisdom, bravery, or virtue ! That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force on
Página 102 - O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly; And closed for aye the sparkling glance, That dwelt on me sae kindly. And mouldering now, in silent dust, That heart that lo'ed me dearly; But still within my bosom's core, Shall live my Highland Mary I
Página 145 - The wretch, condemn'd with life to part, Still, still on hope relies, And every pang that rends his heart Bids expectation rise. " Hope, like the glimmering taper's light, Adorns and cheers his way, And still, as darker grows the night, Emits a brighter ray." GOLDSMITH. Is this poetry ? Every one feels that it is. Is
Página 18 - In brief sententious precepts, while they treat Of fate, and chance, and change in human life, High actions, and high passions best describing: Thence to the famous orators repair, Those ancient, whose resistless eloquence Wielded at will that fierce democratic, Shook the arsenal, and fulmined over Greece To Macedon and Artaxerxes' throne.