Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative of Those First Requisites of Their Art; with Markings of the Best Passages, Critical Notices of the Writers, and an Essay in Answer to the Question, "What is Poetry?"Wiley and Putnam, 1845 - 255 Seiten |
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... rich yellow of the stamens . I have no desire to push this similarity further than it may be worth . Enough has been stated to show that , in poetical as in other analogies , " the same feet of Nature , " as Bacon says , may be seen ...
... rich yellow of the stamens . I have no desire to push this similarity further than it may be worth . Enough has been stated to show that , in poetical as in other analogies , " the same feet of Nature , " as Bacon says , may be seen ...
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... rich in books to en- dure it . Even true poets have died of this Writer's Evil . Trifling ones have survived , with scarcely any pretensions but the terseness of their trifles . What hope can remain for wordy mediocrity ? Let the ...
... rich in books to en- dure it . Even true poets have died of this Writer's Evil . Trifling ones have survived , with scarcely any pretensions but the terseness of their trifles . What hope can remain for wordy mediocrity ? Let the ...
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... rich , Hath a toothless mastiff bitch ; From her kennel beneath the rock She maketh answer to the clock Four for the quarters ănd twèlve for the hour , Ever and aye , by shine and shower , Sixteen short howls , not over loud : Some say ...
... rich , Hath a toothless mastiff bitch ; From her kennel beneath the rock She maketh answer to the clock Four for the quarters ănd twèlve for the hour , Ever and aye , by shine and shower , Sixteen short howls , not over loud : Some say ...
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... rich metal loaded every rift , That heavy ruin they did seem to threat ; And over them Arachne high did lift Her cunning web , and spread her subtle net , Enwrapped in foul smoke , and clouds more black than jet . Both roof and floor ...
... rich metal loaded every rift , That heavy ruin they did seem to threat ; And over them Arachne high did lift Her cunning web , and spread her subtle net , Enwrapped in foul smoke , and clouds more black than jet . Both roof and floor ...
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... rich to be made ! Such grace now to be happy is before thee laid . " " Certes " ( said he ) " I n'ill thine offered grace , 14 Nor to be made so happy do intend ; Another bliss before mine eyes I place , Another happiness , another end ...
... rich to be made ! Such grace now to be happy is before thee laid . " " Certes " ( said he ) " I n'ill thine offered grace , 14 Nor to be made so happy do intend ; Another bliss before mine eyes I place , Another happiness , another end ...
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Agnes alliteration angels Ariel Beaumont 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 hast hath head hear heard heart heaven Hecate HEINRICH ZSCHOKKE 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 pray Priam Proserpina 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 TITANIA tree truth unto verse versification wanton wind wings witch wood word writing young δε
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 221 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear: If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, • Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now.
Seite 123 - 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 181 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
Seite 254 - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He...
Seite 253 - Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is fam'd to do, deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hillside; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades: Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: — Do I wake or sleep?
Seite 240 - While he from forth the closet brought a heap Of candied apple, quince, and plum, and gourd; With jellies soother than the creamy curd, And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon; Manna and dates, in argosy transferr'd From Fez; and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon.
Seite 47 - The great secret of morals is love ; or a going out of our own nature, and an identification of ourselves ' with the beautiful which exists in thought, action, or person, not our own. A man, to be greatly good, must imagine intensely and comprehensively ; he must put himself in the place of another and of many others; the pains and pleasures of his species must become his own.
Seite 32 - Was everything by starts, and nothing long; But, in the course of one revolving moon, Was chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon: Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking. Blest madman ! who could every hour employ With something new to wish or to enjoy! Railing and praising were his usual themes, And both (to show his judgment) in extremes; So over violent, or over civil, That every man, with him, was God or devil. In squandering wealth...
Seite 195 - And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes. Now, Lycidas, the shepherds weep no more; Henceforth thou art the Genius of the shore In thy large recompense, and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood.
Seite 182 - 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.