Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative of Those First Requisites of Their Art; with Markings of the Best Passages, Critical Notices of the Writers, and an Essay in Answer to the Question, "What is Poetry?"Wiley and Putnam, 1845 - 255 Seiten |
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... thought invidious in an Editor , who has said more of his contemporaries than most men ; and who would gladly give specimens of the latter poets in future volumes . One of the objects indeed of this preface is to state , that should the ...
... thought invidious in an Editor , who has said more of his contemporaries than most men ; and who would gladly give specimens of the latter poets in future volumes . One of the objects indeed of this preface is to state , that should the ...
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... thought , feeling , expres- sion , imagination , action , character , and continuity , all in the largest amount and highest degree , is the greatest poet . Poetry includes whatsoever of painting can be made visible to the mind's eye ...
... thought , feeling , expres- sion , imagination , action , character , and continuity , all in the largest amount and highest degree , is the greatest poet . Poetry includes whatsoever of painting can be made visible to the mind's eye ...
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... thought of such detestable hor- rors as those of the interchanging adversaries ( now serpent , now man ) , or even of the huge , half - blockish enormity of Nimrod , - in Scripture , the " mighty hunter " and builder of the tower of ...
... thought of such detestable hor- rors as those of the interchanging adversaries ( now serpent , now man ) , or even of the huge , half - blockish enormity of Nimrod , - in Scripture , the " mighty hunter " and builder of the tower of ...
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... thought it was that humankind Were tongue - confounded . Pass him , and say naught : For as he speaketh language known of none , So none can speak save jargon to himself . " Assuredly it could not have been easy to find a fiction so un ...
... thought it was that humankind Were tongue - confounded . Pass him , and say naught : For as he speaketh language known of none , So none can speak save jargon to himself . " Assuredly it could not have been easy to find a fiction so un ...
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... thought childish , made a childish mistake . His criticism is just such as a boy might pique himself upon , who was educated on mechanical principles , and thought he had outgrown his Goody Two - shoes . With a wonderful dimness of ...
... thought childish , made a childish mistake . His criticism is just such as a boy might pique himself upon , who was educated on mechanical principles , and thought he had outgrown his Goody Two - shoes . With a wonderful dimness of ...
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Agnes alliteration angels Archimago Ariel Beaumont Beaumont and Fletcher beauty Ben Jonson breath Caliban charm Chaucer Christabel Coleridge Correggio dance Dante delight Demogorgon divine doth dreadful dream earth enchanted exquisite eyes Faerie Faerie Queene fair fairy fancy feeling fire flowers genius gentle golden goodly grace hast hath head hear heard heart heaven Hecate imagination lady light live look lord Lycidas Macbeth Mammon melancholy Milton moon Morpheus mortal nature never night o'er OBERON pain painted Painter passage passion play poem poet poetical poetry Porphyro pray Priam Proserpina queen reader rhyme round satyrs sense Shakspeare sing sleep soft song soul sound Spenser spirit sprite stanza sweet Sycorax Tamburlaine tears thee Theoph thine things thou art thought TITANIA tree truth unto verse versification wanton wind wings witch wood word writing young δε
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 221 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear: If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, • Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now.
Seite 195 - Through the dear might of Him that wallfd the waves : Where, other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above, In solemn troops and sweet societies, That sing, and, singing, in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Seite 188 - Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold The immortal mind, that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook: And of those demons that are found In fire, air, flood, or under ground, Whose power hath a true consent With planet, or with element. Sometime let gorgeous Tragedy In scepter'd pall come sweeping by, Presenting Thebes, or Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine ; Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskin'd stage.
Seite 220 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be; Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee; Thou lovest — but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
Seite 123 - That very time I saw (but thou couldst not), Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Seite 254 - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He...
Seite 178 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb ; Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either: black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Seite 252 - MY HEART aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Seite 243 - They glide, like phantoms, into the wide hall; Like phantoms to the iron porch they glide; Where lay the Porter, in uneasy sprawl, With a huge empty flagon by his side: The wakeful bloodhound rose, and shook his hide, But his sagacious eye an inmate owns: By one, and one, the bolts full easy slide:— The chains lie silent on the footworn stones ;— The key turns, and the door upon its hinges groans. XLII. And they are gone: ay, ages long ago These lovers fled away into the storm.
Seite 193 - Lycidas? For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old bards, the famous druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream-- Ay me! I fondly dream, Had ye been there; for what could that have done?