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...bosom of a leafy world We rest in silence, like two gems upcurl'd In the recesses of a pearly shell. And can I ever bid these joys farewell ? Yes, I must...the strife Of human hearts : for lo ! I see afar, O'er sailing the blue cragginess, a car And steeds with streamy manes — the charioteer Looks out...

...to a charioteer in his ' Sleep and Poetry : ' For lo ! I see Afar Cfersailing the blue eragginess, a car And steeds with streamy manes — the charioteer Looks out upon the winds with glorious fear: Most awfully intent The driver of those steeds is forward bent. 14. currere lata, a rather harsh Greecism:...

...Almost from the first dawning of his ambition, he had looked beyond the mere sweets of poetry towards— "a nobler life. Where I may find the agonies, the strife Of human hearts." What is new is the bitterness with which he speaks of the poet's lot even at its best. " Only the dreamer...

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...Almost from the first dawning of his ambition he had looked beyond the mere sweets of poetry towards "a nobler life; Where I may find the agonies, the strife Of human hearts." What is new is the bitterness with which he speaks of the poet's lot even at its best : " Only the...