Papers on Literature and Art, Teile 1-2Wiley and Putnam, 1846 |
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... was felt the life of one who , while he deemed that his present honour lay in playing well the part assigned him by destiny , never forgot that it was but a part , and fed steadily his forces on THE TWO HERBERTS . 17.
... was felt the life of one who , while he deemed that his present honour lay in playing well the part assigned him by destiny , never forgot that it was but a part , and fed steadily his forces on THE TWO HERBERTS . 17.
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Margaret Fuller. but a part , and fed steadily his forces on that within that passes show . It has been said , with a deep wisdom , that the figure we most need to see before us now is not that of a saint , martyr , sage , poet , artist ...
Margaret Fuller. but a part , and fed steadily his forces on that within that passes show . It has been said , with a deep wisdom , that the figure we most need to see before us now is not that of a saint , martyr , sage , poet , artist ...
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Margaret Fuller. lowed , by the nature of your life , its free force to search , it would survey the subject in a different way , and draw inferences more legitimate from a comparison of its own experience with the gospel . Lord H. - My ...
Margaret Fuller. lowed , by the nature of your life , its free force to search , it would survey the subject in a different way , and draw inferences more legitimate from a comparison of its own experience with the gospel . Lord H. - My ...
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... force , his odes might have vied with those of Collins . But , though soaring upward on a strong pinion , his flights are never prolonged , and in this province , which earnest- ness and justness of sentiment , simplicity of imagery ...
... force , his odes might have vied with those of Collins . But , though soaring upward on a strong pinion , his flights are never prolonged , and in this province , which earnest- ness and justness of sentiment , simplicity of imagery ...
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... force , the highly wrought yet flowing dialogue , and the countless minutiæ in the finish of character , they must bring disappoint . ment . For their excellence consists in graphic descriptions of MODERN BRITISH POETS . 63.
... force , the highly wrought yet flowing dialogue , and the countless minutiæ in the finish of character , they must bring disappoint . ment . For their excellence consists in graphic descriptions of MODERN BRITISH POETS . 63.
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admiration Ambla Artevelde artist Bach beauty Beethoven better breast brother calm character Charles Wesley charm child clavichord critic Dædalus deep delight divine drama earth expression eyes faith fancy feel felt flowers fugue genius give grace Handel happy harmony harpsichord Haydn hear heart heaven honour hope hour human intellectual interest John Sebastian less light literature lives look Lord Madame de Staël means measured music melody mind misanthropy Mozart muse nature never noble o'er Paracelsus passages passion perfect Philip Van Artevelde picture play pleasure poems poet poetic poetry present Prince reverence rich scene seems Senesino Shakspeare Sir James Mackintosh song soul speak spirit Strafford SWEDENBORGIANISM sweet sympathy taste tears tender thee things thou thought tion tone true truth verse whole wish words Wordsworth write
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Seite 71 - What thou art we know not: What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
Seite 72 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Seite 37 - I was confirmed in this opinion, that he who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things, ought himself to be a true poem...
Seite 40 - In speech (which I have not) to make your will Quite clear to such an one, and say, "Just this "Or that in you disgusts me; here you miss, "Or there exceed the mark...
Seite 87 - A grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear, A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet, no relief, In word, or sigh, or tear O Lady!
Seite 74 - Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tresses grew Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew, Vibrated, as the ever-beating heart Shook the weak hand that grasped it; of that crew He came the last, neglected and apart; A herd-abandoned deer struck by the hunter's dart.
Seite 74 - A love in desolation masked— a Power Girt round with weakness — it can scarce uplift The weight of the superincumbent hour ; It is a dying lamp, a falling shower, A breaking billow ; — even whilst we speak Is it not broken ? On the withering flower The killing sun smiles brightly ; on a cheek The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break.
Seite 157 - Rise the blue Franconian mountains, Nuremberg, the ancient, stands. Quaint old town of toil and traffic, quaint old town of art and song, Memories haunt thy pointed gables, like the rooks that round them throng: Memories of the Middle Ages, when the emperors, rough and bold, Had their dwelling in thy castle, time-defying, centuries old; And thy brave and thrifty burghers boasted, in their uncouth rhyme, That their great imperial city stretched its hand through every clime.
Seite 72 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be; Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee; Thou lovest, but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
Seite 88 - To lift the smothering weight from off my breast? It were a vain endeavour, Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west: I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.