Lectures on English Literature: From Chaucer to TennysonParry & McMillan, 1855 - 387 Seiten |
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... universe . But there is a multitude of books which , I fear , are mischievous , for they tell the believing , faithful spirit of doubts which such a spirit never would have dreamed of - doubts engendered in the hard heart of unbelief ...
... universe . But there is a multitude of books which , I fear , are mischievous , for they tell the believing , faithful spirit of doubts which such a spirit never would have dreamed of - doubts engendered in the hard heart of unbelief ...
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... universe ; and when the poet shows that " Heaven lies about us in our infancy , " t and teaches the holiness and beauty of the innocence of childhood - a theme for sophisticated man to reflect on- what is this but an expression of the ...
... universe ; and when the poet shows that " Heaven lies about us in our infancy , " t and teaches the holiness and beauty of the innocence of childhood - a theme for sophisticated man to reflect on- what is this but an expression of the ...
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... perhaps I may say no great writer , is without the deep sense of the beauty and glory of the * The Excursion , book i . 397 . universe , the earth that is trod on , the 19 LITERATURE OF XVII . AND XVIII . CENTURIES . 217.
... perhaps I may say no great writer , is without the deep sense of the beauty and glory of the * The Excursion , book i . 397 . universe , the earth that is trod on , the 19 LITERATURE OF XVII . AND XVIII . CENTURIES . 217.
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From Chaucer to Tennyson Henry Reed William Bradford Reed. universe , the earth that is trod on , the heavens that are gazed at . It is an element of the poetry of the Bible . The classical poetry of antiquity shows it ; it abounds , in ...
From Chaucer to Tennyson Henry Reed William Bradford Reed. universe , the earth that is trod on , the heavens that are gazed at . It is an element of the poetry of the Bible . The classical poetry of antiquity shows it ; it abounds , in ...
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... universe hath shaken- It went up single , echoless , " My God , I am forsaken ! " ' It went up from the Holy's lips Amid his lost creation , That of the lost , no son should use Those words of desolation ; That , earth's worst frenzies ...
... universe hath shaken- It went up single , echoless , " My God , I am forsaken ! " ' It went up from the Holy's lips Amid his lost creation , That of the lost , no son should use Those words of desolation ; That , earth's worst frenzies ...
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Seite 195 - The oracles are dumb; No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving: Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving: No nightly trance or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Seite 231 - It was said of Socrates, that he brought Philosophy down from Heaven to inhabit among Men ; and I shall be ambitious to have it said of me, that I have brought Philosophy out of Closets and Libraries, Schools and Colleges, to dwell in Clubs and Assemblies, at Tea-tables, and in Coffee-houses.
Seite 228 - Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in Man. What passion cannot Music raise and quell? When Jubal struck the chorded shell, His listening brethren stood around, And, wondering, on their faces fell To worship that celestial sound : Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well.
Seite 167 - Be of good comfort, master Ridley, and play the man. We shall this day light such a candle, by God's grace, in England, as I trust shall never be put out.
Seite 305 - Paradise, and groves Elysian, Fortunate Fields — like those of old Sought in the Atlantic Main — why should they be A history only of departed things, Or a mere fiction of what never was ? For the discerning intellect of Man, When wedded to this goodly universe In love and holy passion, shall find these A simple produce of the common day.
Seite 275 - Of flowers yet fresh with childhood ; on the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more ; He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy, and sings his fill : At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy — for the starlight dews All silently their tears of...
Seite 305 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy ; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Seite 111 - Scorn not the sonnet; Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours; with this key Shakespeare unlocked his heart; the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarch's wound; A thousand times this pipe did Tasso sound; With it Camoens soothed an exile's grief; The sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow: a glow-worm lamp, It...
Seite 240 - It is come, I know not how, to be taken for granted, by many persons, that Christianity is not so much as a subject of inquiry , but that it is, now at length, discovered to be fictitious.
Seite 305 - Beauty — a living Presence of the earth, Surpassing the most fair ideal Forms Which craft of delicate Spirits hath composed From earth's materials — waits upon my steps ; Pitches her tents before me as I move, An hourly neighbour.