Imagination and fancy; or Selections from the English poets, with critical notices [&c.].1845 |
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... comes into the house Of some great man , and is beheld with wonder , So did Achilles wonder to see Priam ; And the ... come , the same Weak pass ; and though the neighbouring chiefs may vex Him also , and his borders find no help , Yet ...
... comes into the house Of some great man , and is beheld with wonder , So did Achilles wonder to see Priam ; And the ... come , the same Weak pass ; and though the neighbouring chiefs may vex Him also , and his borders find no help , Yet ...
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... comes into play the reader's corresponding fineness of ear , and his retardations and accelerations in accordance with those of the poet : - Then in the keyhole turns The intricate wards , and every bolt and bar Unfastens . - On à ...
... comes into play the reader's corresponding fineness of ear , and his retardations and accelerations in accordance with those of the poet : - Then in the keyhole turns The intricate wards , and every bolt and bar Unfastens . - On à ...
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... comes slowly up this way . The lovely lady , Christabel , Whom her father loves so well , What makes her in the wood so late , A furlong from the castle - gate ? She had dreams all yesternight Of her own betrothed knight 56 AN ANSWER TO ...
... comes slowly up this way . The lovely lady , Christabel , Whom her father loves so well , What makes her in the wood so late , A furlong from the castle - gate ? She had dreams all yesternight Of her own betrothed knight 56 AN ANSWER TO ...
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... comes to know him , would as soon quarrel with repose on the summer grass . You may get up and go away , but will return next day at noon to listen to his waterfalls , and to see , " with half - shut eye , " his visions of knights and ...
... comes to know him , would as soon quarrel with repose on the summer grass . You may get up and go away , but will return next day at noon to listen to his waterfalls , and to see , " with half - shut eye , " his visions of knights and ...
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... comes , whom drownèd deep In drowsy fit he finds ; of nothing he takes keep . And more to lull him in his slumber soft , A trickling stream , from high rock tumbling down , And ever drizzling rain upon the loft , Mix'd with a murmuring ...
... comes , whom drownèd deep In drowsy fit he finds ; of nothing he takes keep . And more to lull him in his slumber soft , A trickling stream , from high rock tumbling down , And ever drizzling rain upon the loft , Mix'd with a murmuring ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Agnes alliteration angels Archimago Ariel Ariosto Beaumont and Fletcher beauty Ben Jonson breath Caliban charm Chaucer Christabel Coleridge Correggio dance Dante delight divine doth dreadful dream earth enchanted exquisite eyes Faerie Faerie Queene fair fairy fancy feeling fire flowers genius gentle golden goodly grace hair hast hath head hear heard heart heaven Hecate imagination lady light live look lord Lycidas Macbeth Mammon melancholy Milton moon Morpheus mortal nature never night o'er OBERON pain painted Painter passage passion poem poet poetical poetry Porphyro Priam queen reader rhyme round satyrs sense Shakspeare sing sleep soft song soul sound Spenser spirit sprite stanza sweet Sycorax Tamburlaine tears thee Theoph thine things thou art thought tion TITANIA Titian tree truth unto verse versification voice wanton wind wings witch wood word writing young δε
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 189 - I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat, As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Seite 170 - That very time I saw (but thou couldst not), Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Seite 248 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask, and antique pageantry; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
Seite 264 - Enow of such, as for their bellies' sake Creep and intrude and climb into the fold! Of other care they little reckoning make Than how to scramble at the shearers' feast, And shove away the worthy bidden guest; Blind mouths! that scarce themselves know how to hold A sheep-hook, or have learned aught else the least That to the faithful herdman's art belongs!
Seite 256 - The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook: And of those demons that are found In fire, air, flood, or under ground, Whose power hath a true consent With planet, or with element. Sometime let gorgeous tragedy In scepter'd pall come sweeping by, Presenting Thebes, or Pelops line, Or the tale of Troy divine.
Seite 122 - MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Seite 315 - St Agnes' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith...
Seite 323 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
Seite 158 - Where should this music be ? i' the air, or the earth ? It sounds no more: — and sure, it waits upon Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank, Weeping again the king my father's wreck, This music crept by me upon the waters; Allaying both their fury, and my passion, With its sweet air: thence I have follow'd it, Or it hath drawn me rather: — But 'tis gone.
Seite 322 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seemed a splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: — Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.