The Poet's Poet: Essays on the Character and Mission of the Poet as Interpreted in English Verse of the Last One Hundred and Fifty Years |
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There is a frenzy of desire so intolerable that it suddenly fails , leaving the poet in trancelike passivity while ... There is no invention in him ( the poet ) until he has been inspired and is out of his senses , and the * A Visit to ...
There is a frenzy of desire so intolerable that it suddenly fails , leaving the poet in trancelike passivity while ... There is no invention in him ( the poet ) until he has been inspired and is out of his senses , and the * A Visit to ...
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Shakespeare commentators , in particular , have been duly grateful for the lee - way granted them , when they are relieved from the ... As for the poet's own sense of his incompre- hension , Francis Thompson's words are typical .
Shakespeare commentators , in particular , have been duly grateful for the lee - way granted them , when they are relieved from the ... As for the poet's own sense of his incompre- hension , Francis Thompson's words are typical .
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Emerson quotes , and partially accepts the dictum , " Poetry must first be good sense , though it is something more . " But the poet is more apt to account for his belief in his visions by Tertullian's motto , Credo quod absurdum .
Emerson quotes , and partially accepts the dictum , " Poetry must first be good sense , though it is something more . " But the poet is more apt to account for his belief in his visions by Tertullian's motto , Credo quod absurdum .
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The Poet's Poet; Essays on the Character and Mission of the Poet As ... Elizabeth Atkins Predogled ni na voljo - 2016 |
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Stran 64 - So every spirit, as it is most pure, And hath in it the more of heavenly light, So it the fairer body doth procure To habit in, and it more fairly dight, With cheerful grace and amiable sight. For, of the soul, the body form doth take, For soul is form, and doth the body make.
Stran 350 - Dilke on various subjects; several things dove-tailed in my mind, and at once it struck me what quality went to form a Man of Achievement, especially in Literature, and which Shakespeare possessed so enormously— I mean Negative Capability, that is, when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason...
Stran 299 - Dreamer of dreams, born out of my due time, Why should I strive to set the crooked straight? Let it suffice me that my murmuring rhyme Beats with light wing against the ivory gate, Telling a tale not too importunate To those who in the sleepy region stay, Lulled by the singer of an empty day.
Stran 272 - Earth and moon were gone And suns and universes ceased to be And thou wert left alone Every Existence would exist in thee...
Stran 267 - FLOWER in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower — but if I could understand What you are, root and all, and all in all, I should know what God and man is.
Stran 115 - To drift with every passion till my soul Is a stringed lute on which all winds can play, Is it for this that I have given away Mine ancient wisdom, and austere control? Methinks my life is a twice-written scroll Scrawled over on some boyish holiday With idle songs for pipe and virelay, Which do but mar the secret of the whole. Surely there was a time I might have trod The sunlit heights, and from life's dissonance Struck one clear chord to reach the ears of God: Is that time dead? lo! with a little...
Stran 304 - On a poet's lips I slept, Dreaming like a love-adept In the sound his breathing kept. Nor seeks nor finds he mortal blisses, But feeds on the aerial kisses Of shapes that haunt thought's wildernesses. He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see what things they be : But from these create he can Forms more real than living man, Nurslings of immortality.
Stran 179 - I will compose poetry." The greatest poet even cannot say it; for the mind in creation is as a fading coal, which some invisible influence, like an inconstant wind, awakens to transitory brightness...
Stran 308 - Science! true daughter of Old Time thou art! Who alterest all things with thy peering eyes. Why preyest thou thus upon the poet's heart, Vulture, whose wings are dull realities?
Stran 216 - For now the Poet cannot die, Nor leave his music as of old, But round him ere he scarce be cold Begins the scandal and the cry : 'Proclaim the faults he would not show : Break lock and seal: betray the trust: Keep nothing sacred : 'tis but just The many-headed beast should know.