Transcripts and StudiesK. Paul, Trench, 1888 - 525 Seiten |
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... beauty , but they show that Shelley's genius was not well fitted to strike , and strike again , the chords whose vibrations thrill and animate a multitude . The same desire to serve the Liberal or Radical cause in England which moved ...
... beauty , but they show that Shelley's genius was not well fitted to strike , and strike again , the chords whose vibrations thrill and animate a multitude . The same desire to serve the Liberal or Radical cause in England which moved ...
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... beauty which distinguish from all other poets the writings of Dante , that rest- lessness of fervid power which expressed itself in painting and sculpture , and in architectural forms rude but daring , and from which conjointly with the ...
... beauty which distinguish from all other poets the writings of Dante , that rest- lessness of fervid power which expressed itself in painting and sculpture , and in architectural forms rude but daring , and from which conjointly with the ...
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... beauty of Egypt and Athens : it might have made every peasant's cottage a little paradise of comfort , with every convenience desirable in [ word undeciphered ] , — neat tables and chairs , and good beds , and a collection of useful ...
... beauty of Egypt and Athens : it might have made every peasant's cottage a little paradise of comfort , with every convenience desirable in [ word undeciphered ] , — neat tables and chairs , and good beds , and a collection of useful ...
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... Beauty " it is the thought of the sudden apparition and then the sudden withdrawal of the ideal light which gladdens and sad- dens the poet's heart . Now Godwin's philosophy , while It on the one hand it was a chariot from which ...
... Beauty " it is the thought of the sudden apparition and then the sudden withdrawal of the ideal light which gladdens and sad- dens the poet's heart . Now Godwin's philosophy , while It on the one hand it was a chariot from which ...
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... beauty and promise , and that foam - bow of hope , flashing and failing , and ever reappearing as the wave sweeps on , is the poetry of Shelley . There is a kind of wisdom , and a very precious kind , of which we find singularly little ...
... beauty and promise , and that foam - bow of hope , flashing and failing , and ever reappearing as the wave sweeps on , is the poetry of Shelley . There is a kind of wisdom , and a very precious kind , of which we find singularly little ...
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Seite 356 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Seite 203 - God, That God, which ever lives and loves, One God, one law, one element, And one far-off divine event, To which the whole creation moves.
Seite 348 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But, with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
Seite 151 - Be taught, O faithful Consort, to control Rebellious passion ; for the Gods approve The depth, and not the tumult, of the soul ; A fervent, not ungovernable, love.
Seite 444 - Warring within our breasts for regiment, Doth teach us all to have aspiring minds : Our souls, whose faculties can comprehend The wondrous architecture of the world, And measure every wandering planet's course, Still climbing after knowledge infinite, And always moving as the restless spheres, Will us to wear ourselves, and never rest, Until we reach the ripest fruit of all, That perfect bliss and sole felicity, The sweet fruition of an earthly crown.
Seite 302 - The general end therefore of all the book is to fashion a gentleman or noble person in virtuous and gentle discipline...
Seite 115 - I have said that poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquillity : the emotion is contemplated till, by a species of re-action, the tranquillity gradually disappears, and an emotion, kindred to that which was before the subject of contemplation, is gradually produced, and does itself actually exist in the mind.
Seite 453 - Had fed the feeling of their masters' thoughts, And every sweetness that inspir'd their hearts, Their minds, and muses on admired themes; If all the heavenly quintessence they still From their immortal flowers of poesy, Wherein, as in a mirror, we perceive The highest reaches of a human wit; If these had made one poem's period, And all combin'd in beauty's worthiness, Yet should there hover in their restless heads One thought, one grace, one wonder, at the least, Which into words no virtue can digest.
Seite 202 - Nor thro' the questions men may try, The petty cobwebs we have spun : If e'er when faith had fall'n asleep, I heard a voice, "Believe no more," And heard an ever-breaking shore That tumbled in the godless deep; A warmth within the breast would melt The freezing reason's colder part, And like a man in wrath the heart Stood up and answer'd, "I have felt.
Seite 259 - Indeed there can be no more useful help for discovering what poetry belongs to the class of the truly excellent, and can therefore do us most good, than to have always in one's mind lines and expressions of the great masters, and to apply them as a touchstone to other poetry. Of course we are not to require this other poetry to resemble them ; it may be very dissimilar.