Poetry and Prose: Being Essays on Modern English PoetryConstable, Limited, 1911 - 278 strani |
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... truths of which Mill has the credit , as far as I know , of being the first systematic enunciator . 1 1 Cp . Mr. A. C. Bradley , Oxford Lectures on Poetry . ' The specific way of imagination is not to clothe in imagery consciously held ...
... truths of which Mill has the credit , as far as I know , of being the first systematic enunciator . 1 1 Cp . Mr. A. C. Bradley , Oxford Lectures on Poetry . ' The specific way of imagination is not to clothe in imagery consciously held ...
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... truth is , there is no precise meaning . The mind of man in its 7 agony has become articulate . Indeed this is too much to say , for so near is the language to the feeling that it is hardly articulate language . It seems to occupy a ...
... truth is , there is no precise meaning . The mind of man in its 7 agony has become articulate . Indeed this is too much to say , for so near is the language to the feeling that it is hardly articulate language . It seems to occupy a ...
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... truth . But certain it is that it is accurate ; that Shakespeare , when he was writing this passage , was no longer Shakespeare but Othello himself , so intimately and instinctively does he follow his feeling.1 A man POETRY : A NOTE I I.
... truth . But certain it is that it is accurate ; that Shakespeare , when he was writing this passage , was no longer Shakespeare but Othello himself , so intimately and instinctively does he follow his feeling.1 A man POETRY : A NOTE I I.
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... her say herself , it was not I. EMIL . She said so ; I must needs report the truth . OTн . She's , like a liar , gone to burning hell ; ' Twas I that kill'd her . ' 1 with force on a rock , the other is 12 POETRY AND PROSE.
... her say herself , it was not I. EMIL . She said so ; I must needs report the truth . OTн . She's , like a liar , gone to burning hell ; ' Twas I that kill'd her . ' 1 with force on a rock , the other is 12 POETRY AND PROSE.
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... is , the ultimate poetical truth , is equally dependent on emotion . Mr. George Trevelyan in his Essay on Meredith compares two passages about the nightingale - one from B Meredith's Night of Frost in May , with one from POETRY : A NOTE 17.
... is , the ultimate poetical truth , is equally dependent on emotion . Mr. George Trevelyan in his Essay on Meredith compares two passages about the nightingale - one from B Meredith's Night of Frost in May , with one from POETRY : A NOTE 17.
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1st series Arnold Basil de Sélincourt beauty blank verse breath Burns Byron Caliban upon Setebos child Chillianwallah conscious course criticism dear death delight doctrine dream Earth Edom effect eighteenth century Emerson emotion equally Essays experience expression eyes fact fancy feeling felt frae French Revolution George Meredith Gottfried von Strassburg habit happy hear heard heart heaven human idea imagination infinite instance intellectual Iseult kind lines literature lives Lycophron man's mean Meredith merely mind modern moral Nature never once one's Othello Over-Soul passage Periander play poem poet poet's poetical poetry prose pure realise reality religion Rousseau sense sentiment Shakespeare side sing sometimes song sorrow soul speak spirit story style sweet tell Tennyson thee things thou thought tion Titmouse tone true truth Universe verse voice whole words Wordsworth write young youth
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Stran 31 - Dupe of to-morrow even from a child. Thus many a sad to-morrow came and went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learned at last submission to my lot ; But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapped In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capped, Tis now become a history little...
Stran 75 - Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd and said amang them a'; — "Ye are na Mary Morison!
Stran 146 - If the labours of Men of science should ever create any material revolution, direct or indirect, in our condition, and in the impressions which we habitually receive...
Stran 97 - THE REVERIE OF POOR SUSAN AT the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears, Hangs a Thrush that sings loud, it has sung for three years : Poor Susan has passed by the spot, and has heard In the silence of morning the song of the Bird.
Stran 9 - A SLUMBER did my spirit seal ; •^*- I had no human fears : She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force ; She neither hears nor sees ; Rolled round in earth's diurnal course, With rocks, and stones, and trees.
Stran 134 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Stran 244 - Standing on the bare ground — my head bathed by the blithe air and uplifted into infinite space — all * mean egotism vanishes. I become a transparent eyeball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate through me; I am part or parcel of God.
Stran 93 - Wordsworth, on the other hand, was to propose to himself, as his object, to give the charm of novelty to things of every day, and to excite a feeling analogous to the supernatural, by awakening the mind's attention from the lethargy of custom, and directing it to the loveliness and the wonders of the world before us...
Stran 4 - The use of this FEIGNED HISTORY hath been to give some shadow of satisfaction to the mind of man in those points wherein the nature of things doth deny it...
Stran 144 - Tis sweet to hear the watch-dog's honest bark Bay deep-mouthed welcome as we draw near home; 'Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark Our coming, and look brighter when we come...