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 YearsMarshall Jones, 1922 - 361 strani |
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... The Last Reader ; Bayard Taylor , L'Envoi ; Robert Louis Stevenson , To Dr. Hake ; Francis Thompson , To My Godchild . Epistle to Lapraik . ' Introduction to Don Roderick . Mrs. Browning , to be sure , also tries to 18 THE POET'S POET.
... The Last Reader ; Bayard Taylor , L'Envoi ; Robert Louis Stevenson , To Dr. Hake ; Francis Thompson , To My Godchild . Epistle to Lapraik . ' Introduction to Don Roderick . Mrs. Browning , to be sure , also tries to 18 THE POET'S POET.
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... Francis Thompson's sonnet sequence , Ad Amicam , which expresses the author's purpose to Fling a bold stave to the old bald Time , Telling him that he is too insolent Who thinks to rase thee from my heart or rhyme , Whereof to one ...
... Francis Thompson's sonnet sequence , Ad Amicam , which expresses the author's purpose to Fling a bold stave to the old bald Time , Telling him that he is too insolent Who thinks to rase thee from my heart or rhyme , Whereof to one ...
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... Francis Carlin , The Home Song ( 1918 ) . 3 See Edward Young , Love of Fame ; John Clare , Song's Eternity , Idle Fame , To John Milton ; Bulwer Lytton , The Desire of Fame : James Gates Percival , Sonnet 379 ; Josephine Preston Peabody ...
... Francis Carlin , The Home Song ( 1918 ) . 3 See Edward Young , Love of Fame ; John Clare , Song's Eternity , Idle Fame , To John Milton ; Bulwer Lytton , The Desire of Fame : James Gates Percival , Sonnet 379 ; Josephine Preston Peabody ...
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... An Outworn Sappho ; Paul Laurence Dun- bar , The Poet ; Theodore Watts - Dunton , The Octopus of the Golden Isles ; Francis Ledwidge , The Coming Poet . Where the heart of each should beat , There seemed 40 THE POET'S POET.
... An Outworn Sappho ; Paul Laurence Dun- bar , The Poet ; Theodore Watts - Dunton , The Octopus of the Golden Isles ; Francis Ledwidge , The Coming Poet . Where the heart of each should beat , There seemed 40 THE POET'S POET.
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... Francis Thompson , James Thom- son , B. V. , and Mr. Woodberry , have made a chival- rous championing of Shelley almost part of their poetical platform . No doubt the facts of Shelley's life warrant such sympathy . Then too , Shelley's ...
... Francis Thompson , James Thom- son , B. V. , and Mr. Woodberry , have made a chival- rous championing of Shelley almost part of their poetical platform . No doubt the facts of Shelley's life warrant such sympathy . Then too , Shelley's ...
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æsthetic Alfred Noyes Alice Meynell artist asserts attitude Aurora Leigh bard beauty Browning's Burns Byron Cale Young Rice Christina Rossetti Coleridge conception course criticism Dante death declares divine doubt drama Emerson English Epistle expression eyes fame feel Francis Thompson genius gift heart hero human idea ideal immortality inspiration J. G. Holland James Thomson Josephine Preston Peabody Joyce Kilmer Keats Landor last century less live Longfellow lover lyrical Marlowe merely Michael Angelo Milton mind modern poet moral Muse mysterious nature nineteenth century passion perhaps Phædrus philistine philosopher Plato poem poet poet-hero poet's poetic poetry pure puritan reader revealed rhyme Robert Browning romantic Rossetti Sappho Sara Teasdale says seems sense sensual Shakespeare Shelley Shelley's sing singer song Sonnet Sordello soul spirit Swinburne Tasso tells Tennyson thee theme things thou thought tion true truth verse virtue vision Walt Whitman Wordsworth writers youth
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Stran 62 - 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 297 - 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 270 - Earth and moon were gone And suns and universes ceased to be And thou wert left alone Every Existence would exist in thee...
Stran 348 - 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 265 - 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 113 - 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 302 - 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 177 - 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 306 - 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 214 - 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.