The Authority of Criticism, and Other Essays

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C. Scribner's Sons, 1899 - 291 Seiten

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Seite 88 - What thou art, we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Seite 252 - Ay me! whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away, where'er thy bones are hurled, Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide Visit's! the bottom of the monstrous world...
Seite 277 - For unto every one that hath shall be given, and he shall have abundance : but from him that hath not, even that which he hath shall be taken away.
Seite 146 - Literature consists of all the books — and they are not so many — where moral truth and human passion are touched with a certain largeness, sanity, and attraction of form.
Seite 62 - Midst others of less note, came one frail Form, A phantom among men; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder is its knell; he, as I guess, Had gazed on Nature's naked loveliness, Actaeon-like, and now he fled astray With feeble steps o'er the world's wilderness, And his own thoughts, along that rugged way, Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey.
Seite 252 - Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world; Or whether thou, to our moist vows denied, Sleep'st by the fable of Bellerus old. Where the great Vision of the guarded mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold, — Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth ; And, O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth.
Seite 40 - The man Shelley, in very truth, is not entirely sane, and Shelley's poetry is not entirely sane either. The Shelley of actual life is a vision of beauty and radiance, indeed, but availing nothing, effecting nothing. And in poetry, no less than in life, he is * a beautiful and ineffectual angel, beating in the void his luminous wings in vain.
Seite 194 - Quid si prisca redit Venus Diductosque jugo cogit aeneo, Si flava excutitur Chloe Rejectaeque patet janua Lydiae?
Seite 74 - From mornin' sun till dine; But seas between us braid hae roar'd Sin auld lang syne . . . where he is as lovely as he is sound. But perhaps it is by the perfection of soundness of his lighter and archer masterpieces that he is poetically most wholesome for us. For the votary misled by a personal estimate of Shelley, as so many of us have been, are, and will be, — of that beautiful spirit building his many-colored haze of words and images Pinnacled dim in the intense inane — no contact can be...
Seite 72 - ... by expressing, with inspired conviction, the ideas and laws of the inward world of man's in.] MAURICE DB GU&UN. Ill moral and spiritual nature.

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