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He wanted the lofty imagination , and the deep intuition to make the Epic Poet ,
but his tastes lay entirely with that school . Coleridge was , indeed , the Poet of
Metaphysical Analysis and colour , of all men most liberated from the actual world
in ...
He wanted the lofty imagination , and the deep intuition to make the Epic Poet ,
but his tastes lay entirely with that school . Coleridge was , indeed , the Poet of
Metaphysical Analysis and colour , of all men most liberated from the actual world
in ...
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... with the iron art and imagination of the other . But Wordsworth could not have
written in lively and interesting prose the narrative of his early days by Esthwaite
lake ; His memory did not linger over the impressions which make autobiography
...
... with the iron art and imagination of the other . But Wordsworth could not have
written in lively and interesting prose the narrative of his early days by Esthwaite
lake ; His memory did not linger over the impressions which make autobiography
...
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with expectation of what is to be , — when over the deep future , whisperings call
, and from the deep heart , echoes answer , — when Imagination , and
Conscience , and Motive , and Will , stand looking at each other , when all the
powers are ...
with expectation of what is to be , — when over the deep future , whisperings call
, and from the deep heart , echoes answer , — when Imagination , and
Conscience , and Motive , and Will , stand looking at each other , when all the
powers are ...
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57 alternately the laureate of cursing and swearing , and of sympathetic emotions
and tears ; frequently we have a line or couplet sweet and full as any Wordsworth
uttered , and presenting as bright a picture to the imagination as when he ...
57 alternately the laureate of cursing and swearing , and of sympathetic emotions
and tears ; frequently we have a line or couplet sweet and full as any Wordsworth
uttered , and presenting as bright a picture to the imagination as when he ...
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It is to this period that reference is made in those books of the Prelude entitled “
Imagination and Taste , how lost and repaired . ” And indeed it is the Synopsis of
human history . Thus it is that by disappointment and loss of faith in man , all who
...
It is to this period that reference is made in those books of the Prelude entitled “
Imagination and Taste , how lost and repaired . ” And indeed it is the Synopsis of
human history . Thus it is that by disappointment and loss of faith in man , all who
...
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Страница 366 - O FRIEND ! I know not which way I must look For comfort, being, as I am, opprest, To think that now our life is only drest For show ; mean handy-work of craftsman, cook, Or groom ! We must run glittering like a brook In the open sunshine, or we are unblest : The wealthiest man among us is the best : No grandeur now in nature or in book Delights us. Rapine, avarice, expense, This is idolatry ; and these we adore : Plain living and high thinking are no more : The homely beauty of the good old cause...
Страница 332 - The wind, the tempest roaring high, The tumult of a tropic sky, Might well be dangerous food For him, a Youth to whom was given So much of earth — so much of Heaven, And such impetuous blood.
Страница 363 - Milton ! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Страница 363 - Thy soul was like a star, and dwelt apart: Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea: Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou travel on life's common way, In cheerful godliness; and yet thy heart The lowliest duties on herself did lay.
Страница 17 - When we had given our bodies to the wind, And all the shadowy banks on either side Came sweeping through the darkness, spinning still The rapid line of motion, then at once Have I, reclining back upon my heels, Stopped short; yet still the solitary cliffs Wheeled by me — even as if the earth had rolled With visible motion her diurnal round!
Страница 377 - I trust is their destiny, to console the afflicted, to add sunshine to daylight by making the happy happier, to teach the young and the gracious of every age, to see, to think and feel, and therefore to become more actively and securely virtuous; this is their office, which I trust they will faithfully perform long after we (that is, all that is mortal of us) are mouldered in our graves.
Страница 326 - ... During the first year that Mr. Wordsworth and I were neighbours, our conversations turned frequently on the two cardinal points of poetry, the power of exciting the sympathy of the reader by a faithful adherence to the truth of nature, and the power of giving the interest of novelty by the modifying colours of imagination.
Страница 47 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Страница 324 - Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears ; To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Страница 166 - There sometimes doth a leaping fish Send through the tarn a lonely cheer; The crags repeat the raven's croak, In symphony austere; Thither the rainbow comes — the cloud — And mists that spread the flying shroud; And sunbeams; and the sounding blast, That, if it could, would hurry past; But that enormous barrier holds it fast.
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| Наслов | William Wordsworth: A Biography |
| Аутор | Edwin Paxton Hood |
| Издавач | Cash, 1856 |
| Оригинал из | Универзитет Оксфорд |
| Дигитализовано | 14 јун 2006 |
| Дужина | 508 страница |
| Извоз навода | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |