Tennyson: Poet, Philosopher, Idealist: Studies of the Life, Work, and Teaching of the Poet LaureateK. Paul, Trench, Trübner & Company, Limited, 1893 - 370 страница |
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... beauty and sublimity of the past ; treasure olden forms and ancient saws ; safeguard the laws which led to good and progress ; prepare the way for future excellence . Conservative and pioneer , watcher and adviser , ever to the fore ...
... beauty and sublimity of the past ; treasure olden forms and ancient saws ; safeguard the laws which led to good and progress ; prepare the way for future excellence . Conservative and pioneer , watcher and adviser , ever to the fore ...
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... beauty . They sang and played together , they told mar- vellous tales , they loved to dwell upon themes which set their fancy flying , and in imagination their home became an enchanted castle and themselves Arthurian knights . It is ...
... beauty . They sang and played together , they told mar- vellous tales , they loved to dwell upon themes which set their fancy flying , and in imagination their home became an enchanted castle and themselves Arthurian knights . It is ...
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... beauty and commanding power Could harsh and ugly doubt withstand the blaze Or front her Sinai Presence for an hour ? The seal of Truth is Beauty - When the age Sees not the token , can the mission move ? The brow is veil'd that should ...
... beauty and commanding power Could harsh and ugly doubt withstand the blaze Or front her Sinai Presence for an hour ? The seal of Truth is Beauty - When the age Sees not the token , can the mission move ? The brow is veil'd that should ...
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... passed into a cherished memory , that the " dawn- golden times " lost none of their radiance or beauty as they were pushed further back into the past . Alfred Tennyson , who , like Thackeray , left without taking AT CAMBRIDGE . 29.
... passed into a cherished memory , that the " dawn- golden times " lost none of their radiance or beauty as they were pushed further back into the past . Alfred Tennyson , who , like Thackeray , left without taking AT CAMBRIDGE . 29.
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... have already described as Poets of Sensation . He sees all the forms of nature with the ' eruditus oculas , ' and his ear has a fairy fineness . There is a strange earnestness in his worship of beauty A LYRICAL PRELUDE . 35.
... have already described as Poets of Sensation . He sees all the forms of nature with the ' eruditus oculas , ' and his ear has a fairy fineness . There is a strange earnestness in his worship of beauty A LYRICAL PRELUDE . 35.
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Страница 259 - THERE rolls the deep where grew the tree. O earth, what changes hast thou seen ! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to form, and nothing stands ; They melt like mist, the solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go.
Страница 251 - There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, 'She is near, she is near;' And the white rose weeps, 'She is late;' The larkspur listens, 'I hear, I hear;' And the lily whispers, 'I wait.
Страница 205 - And the stately Spanish men to their flagship bore him then, Where they laid him by the mast, old Sir Richard caught at last, And they praised him to his face with their courtly foreign grace; But he rose upon their decks, and he cried: "I have fought for Queen and Faith like a valiant man and true; I have only done my duty as a man is bound to do. With a joyful spirit I Sir Richard Grenville die!
Страница 137 - Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Страница 46 - Breathing like one that hath a weary dream. Full-faced above the valley stood the moon; And like a downward smoke, the slender stream Along the cliff to fall and pause and fall did seem. A land of streams! some, like a downward smoke, Slow-dropping veils of thinnest lawn, did go; And some thro' wavering lights and shadows broke, Rolling a slumbrous sheet of foam below.
Страница 113 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Страница 99 - There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is naught, is silence implying sound; What was good, shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round.
Страница 114 - I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope thro' darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope.
Страница 248 - Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, delaying as the tender ash delays to clothe herself, when all the woods are green!
Страница 292 - I salute thee, Mantovano, I that loved thee since my day began, Wielder of the stateliest measure ever moulded by the lips of man.