The Quarterly Review, المجلد 69William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) John Murray, 1842 |
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... kind of poem the style required was the very opposite of that employed in the Excursion , and perhaps also a good deal re- moved from what fell in with the natural fluency of the poet . Mr. Wordsworth's genius we imagine to have ...
... kind of poem the style required was the very opposite of that employed in the Excursion , and perhaps also a good deal re- moved from what fell in with the natural fluency of the poet . Mr. Wordsworth's genius we imagine to have ...
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... kind of serious poetry to which the sonnet can lend itself . We have quoted hitherto one sonnet in art , two that are doc- trinal , and one which may be called occasional . The majority of the four hundred and forty - four which have ...
... kind of serious poetry to which the sonnet can lend itself . We have quoted hitherto one sonnet in art , two that are doc- trinal , and one which may be called occasional . The majority of the four hundred and forty - four which have ...
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... kind influence to compose The throbbing pulse - else troubled without end : Even Joy could tell , Joy craving truce and rest From her own overflow , what power sedate On those revolving motions did await Assiduously to sooth her aching ...
... kind influence to compose The throbbing pulse - else troubled without end : Even Joy could tell , Joy craving truce and rest From her own overflow , what power sedate On those revolving motions did await Assiduously to sooth her aching ...
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... kind - the excitement of spending : - The world is too much with us ; late and soon , Getting and spending , we lay waste our powers : Little we see in Nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away , a sordid boon ! This Sea that ...
... kind - the excitement of spending : - The world is too much with us ; late and soon , Getting and spending , we lay waste our powers : Little we see in Nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away , a sordid boon ! This Sea that ...
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... kind , civility ; and in this state of society the liberty of the higher classes is not less in danger than that of the lower . For with the restless activity , the ambition , the importance attached to money , the pecuniary taint which ...
... kind , civility ; and in this state of society the liberty of the higher classes is not less in danger than that of the lower . For with the restless activity , the ambition , the importance attached to money , the pecuniary taint which ...
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الصفحة 25 - This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not. — Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
الصفحة 32 - Yet nature is made better by no mean, But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
الصفحة 33 - Save base authority from others' books. • These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights, That give a name to every fixed star, Have no more profit of their shining nights, Than those that walk, and wot not what they are.
الصفحة 5 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, ' A lovelier flower On earth was never sown; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own.
الصفحة 493 - For the children of Israel shall abide many days without a king, and without a prince, and without a sacrifice, and without an image, and without an ephod, and without teraphim: afterward shall the children of Israel return, and seek the Lord their God, and David their king; and shall fear the Lord and his goodness in the latter days.
الصفحة 451 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn. Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
الصفحة 2 - SCORN not the Sonnet; Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours ; with this key Shakspeare 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...
الصفحة 457 - To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss ; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this ! The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow; It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame: I hear thy name spoken And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear? They know not I knew thee Who knew thee too well : Long, long shall I rue thee Too deeply to tell.
الصفحة 254 - Every man of an immense crowded audience appeared to me to go away as I did, ready to take arms against writs of assistance. Then and there was the first scene of the first act of opposition to the arbitrary claims of Great Britain. Then and there the child Independence was born. In fifteen years, ie in 1776, he grew up to manhood and declared himself free.
الصفحة 451 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...