Lectures on the English Poets: Delivered at the Surrey InstitutionTaylor and Hessey, 1818 - 331 страница |
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... sentiment , is as if it were given in upon evidence . Thus he describes Cressid's first avowal of her love . " And as the new abashed nightingale , That stinteth first when she beginneth sing , When that she heareth any herde's tale ...
... sentiment , is as if it were given in upon evidence . Thus he describes Cressid's first avowal of her love . " And as the new abashed nightingale , That stinteth first when she beginneth sing , When that she heareth any herde's tale ...
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... sentiment . There is a mean- ing in what he sees ; and it is this which catches his eye by sympathy . Thus the costume and dress of the Canterbury Pilgrims - of the Knight -the Squire the Oxford Scholar - the Gap- toothed Wife 46 ON ...
... sentiment . There is a mean- ing in what he sees ; and it is this which catches his eye by sympathy . Thus the costume and dress of the Canterbury Pilgrims - of the Knight -the Squire the Oxford Scholar - the Gap- toothed Wife 46 ON ...
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... a fellow- feeling in the interest of the story ; and render back the sentiment of the speaker's mind . One of the finest parts of Chaucer is of this mixed kind . It is the beginning of the Flower and ON CHAUCER AND SPENSER . 53.
... a fellow- feeling in the interest of the story ; and render back the sentiment of the speaker's mind . One of the finest parts of Chaucer is of this mixed kind . It is the beginning of the Flower and ON CHAUCER AND SPENSER . 53.
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... sentiment : the whole is an ebullition of natural delight “ wel- ling out of the heart , " like water from a crystal spring . Nature is the soul of art : there is a strength as well as a simplicity in the imagination that reposes ...
... sentiment : the whole is an ebullition of natural delight “ wel- ling out of the heart , " like water from a crystal spring . Nature is the soul of art : there is a strength as well as a simplicity in the imagination that reposes ...
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... sentiment , than any other writer , except Boccaccio . In depth of simple pathos , and inten- sity of conception , never swerving from his sub- ject , I think no other writer comes near him , not even the Greek tragedians . I wish to be ...
... sentiment , than any other writer , except Boccaccio . In depth of simple pathos , and inten- sity of conception , never swerving from his sub- ject , I think no other writer comes near him , not even the Greek tragedians . I wish to be ...
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Страница 71 - To th' instruments divine respondence meet ; The silver sounding instruments did meet With the base murmure of the waters fall ; The waters fall with difference discreet, Now soft, now loud, unto the wind did call ; The gentle warbling wind low answered to all.
Страница 113 - ... an inward prompting which now grew daily upon me, that by labour and intense study, (which I take to be my portion in this life,) joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to aftertimes, as they should not willingly let it die.
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Страница 21 - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Страница 273 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam' o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek ; With heart-struck anxious care, inquires his name, While Jenny hafflins is afraid to speak : Weel pleased the mother hears it's nae wild, worthless rake. Wi...
Страница 117 - And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
Страница 243 - I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride; Of Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain-side : By our own spirits are we deified : We poets in our youth begin in gladness; But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.
Страница 199 - Oh, how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven, Oh, how canst thou renounce, and hope to be forgiven ! X.