The American Monthly Magazine, Band 1Peirce and Williams, 1829 |
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... poetry to talk of the voices of summer . ' It is the day time of the year , and its myriad influences are audibly at work . Even by night you may lay your ear to the ground , and hear that faintest of murmurs , the sound of growing ...
... poetry to talk of the voices of summer . ' It is the day time of the year , and its myriad influences are audibly at work . Even by night you may lay your ear to the ground , and hear that faintest of murmurs , the sound of growing ...
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... poetry . Thomas Moore , ( whose mere sense of beauty is making him religious , and who knows better than any other man what is beautiful , ) has sung those evening bells , ' in some of the most melodious of his elaborate stanzas . I ...
... poetry . Thomas Moore , ( whose mere sense of beauty is making him religious , and who knows better than any other man what is beautiful , ) has sung those evening bells , ' in some of the most melodious of his elaborate stanzas . I ...
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... , ' When danger draweth near . ' Or let thy man of state ' The splendid golden burden wear , ' With all the loads that he must bear , The loads of being great . ' I sing , like birds that on the breeze Poetry . 15 IMITATED FROM GOETHE. ...
... , ' When danger draweth near . ' Or let thy man of state ' The splendid golden burden wear , ' With all the loads that he must bear , The loads of being great . ' I sing , like birds that on the breeze Poetry . 15 IMITATED FROM GOETHE. ...
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... poetry , are yet flourishing in unpruned luxu- riance . And these early poets may well be compared to the first discoverers of some rich , but hitherto unknown region . Subsequent adventurers may , perhaps , penetrate farther into the ...
... poetry , are yet flourishing in unpruned luxu- riance . And these early poets may well be compared to the first discoverers of some rich , but hitherto unknown region . Subsequent adventurers may , perhaps , penetrate farther into the ...
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... poets . Not because prose composition is unknown or undervalued , but because those circumstances , which peculiarly favor the fiery spirit of poetry , ill agree with the ' cool element ' of prose . For good prose requires such a ...
... poets . Not because prose composition is unknown or undervalued , but because those circumstances , which peculiarly favor the fiery spirit of poetry , ill agree with the ' cool element ' of prose . For good prose requires such a ...
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Seite 265 - He was the man who of all modern, and perhaps ancient poets, had the largest and most comprehensive soul. All the images of nature were still present to him, and he drew them not laboriously, but luckily : when he describes anything, you more than see it, you feel it too.
Seite 265 - This is mentioned to vindicate tragedy from the small esteem, or rather infamy, which in the account of many it undergoes at this day, with other common interludes; happening through the poets' error of intermixing comic stuff with tragic sadness and gravity, or introducing trivial and vulgar persons; which by all judicious hath been counted absurd and brought in without discretion, corruptly to gratify the people.
Seite 434 - Blind with thine hair the eyes of Day; Kiss her until she be wearied out, Then wander o'er city, and sea, and land, Touching all with thine opiate wand— Come, long-sought!
Seite 272 - Caesar must bleed for it. And, gentle friends, Let's kill him boldly, but not wrathfully; Let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods, Not hew him as a carcass fit for hounds...
Seite 258 - Next, for hear me out now, readers, that I may tell ye whither my younger feet wandered, I betook me among those lofty fables and romances which recount in solemn cantos the deeds of knighthood founded by our victorious kings, and from hence had in renown over all Christendom.
Seite 21 - And time and place are lost ; where eldest Night And Chaos, ancestors of Nature, hold Eternal anarchy, amidst the noise Of endless wars, and by confusion stand...
Seite 168 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies : The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight, Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light.
Seite 434 - When I arose and saw the dawn, I sighed for thee; When light rode high, and the dew was gone, And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me?
Seite 432 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
Seite 382 - ... an unheeded process in the skeleton of a mole, and whose mind like his microscope perceives nature only in detail ; the rhymer who makes smooth verses, and paints to our imagination when he should only speak to our hearts; all equally fancy themselves walking forward to immortality, and desire the crowd behind them to look on. The crowd takes them at their word. Patriot, philosopher, and poet, are shouted in their train. Where was there ever so much merit seen ; no times so important as our own...