The Quarterly Review, Band 131John Murray, 1871 |
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... never disturbed by too close an approxi- mation to realities . Happily , it was never the poet's lot to witness the party and personal squabbles in which his knights indulged too freely in the court of his Gloriana , or to see prelates ...
... never disturbed by too close an approxi- mation to realities . Happily , it was never the poet's lot to witness the party and personal squabbles in which his knights indulged too freely in the court of his Gloriana , or to see prelates ...
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... never left Stratford he would , like others of his contemporaries , have grown old in his native town no more than glover , butcher , or maltster , as his father had been . As for his running away to London and leaving his wife and ...
... never left Stratford he would , like others of his contemporaries , have grown old in his native town no more than glover , butcher , or maltster , as his father had been . As for his running away to London and leaving his wife and ...
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... never crude , never less than powerful , should not have been mightily stirred by what he saw . Mute , inglorious Miltons ' may have died unseen ; but that was because their Miltonic genius was neither all - powerful nor lasting . It ...
... never crude , never less than powerful , should not have been mightily stirred by what he saw . Mute , inglorious Miltons ' may have died unseen ; but that was because their Miltonic genius was neither all - powerful nor lasting . It ...
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... never trained by usage to such purposes , never adequate to his needs , falsified in their true significance by carelessness and stupidity , always spilling over or falling short in the due adjustment of their popular acceptation to ...
... never trained by usage to such purposes , never adequate to his needs , falsified in their true significance by carelessness and stupidity , always spilling over or falling short in the due adjustment of their popular acceptation to ...
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... never moves ; the action never advances , or by fits and by intervals , like human mechanism . In Shakspeare , on the other hand , the action , like Nature , is ever advancing , never still ; rapid , but imperceptible ; ' like the ...
... never moves ; the action never advances , or by fits and by intervals , like human mechanism . In Shakspeare , on the other hand , the action , like Nature , is ever advancing , never still ; rapid , but imperceptible ; ' like the ...
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Seite 369 - Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then, let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man.
Seite 360 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Seite 372 - Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, ye Whose agonies are evils of a day ! — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay.
Seite 372 - There is given Unto the things of earth, which Time hath bent, A spirit's feeling, and where he hath leant His hand, but broke his scythe, there is a power And magic in the ruin'd battlement, For which the palace of the present hour Must yield its pomp, and wait till ages are its dower.
Seite 370 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean — roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; Man marks the earth with ruin— his control Stops with the shore ; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed...
Seite 376 - There methinks would be enjoyment more than in this march of mind, In the steamship, in the railway, in the thoughts that shake mankind. There the passions cramp'd no longer shall have scope and breathing-space ; I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.
Seite 371 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Seite 373 - Or view the Lord of the unerring bow, The god of life, and poesy, and light — The sun in human limbs array'd, and brow All radiant from his triumph in the fight ; The shaft hath just been shot — the arrow bright With an immortal's vengeance ; in his eye And nostril beautiful disdain, and might, And majesty, flash their full lightnings by, Developing in that one glance the deity.
Seite 26 - ... his mind and hand went together; and what he thought, he uttered with that easiness, that we have scarce received from him a blot in his papers.
Seite 388 - I made them lay their hands in mine and swear To reverence the King, as if he were Their conscience, and their conscience as their King To break the heathen and uphold the Christ...