English Literature in the Nineteenth Century: An Essay in CriticismA. Melrose, 1909 - 418 pagina's |
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Pagina 13
... prove no longer acceptable . With Dr. Johnson there seemed to pass away the reasonable spirit of the English eighteenth century . His contemporaries had mostly predeceased him ; 13 Book I 1784-1832– HEIRS AND ASSIGNS 13 23320.
... prove no longer acceptable . With Dr. Johnson there seemed to pass away the reasonable spirit of the English eighteenth century . His contemporaries had mostly predeceased him ; 13 Book I 1784-1832– HEIRS AND ASSIGNS 13 23320.
Pagina 59
... seemed to live aloof from the accidents of fortune , secure in the constant love of Dorothy , his sister , and Mary , his wife , and , in later years , of the second Dora , his daughter . With Cole- ridge's separation from his wife and ...
... seemed to live aloof from the accidents of fortune , secure in the constant love of Dorothy , his sister , and Mary , his wife , and , in later years , of the second Dora , his daughter . With Cole- ridge's separation from his wife and ...
Pagina 75
... seemed to him accidental , and retaining what seemed to him essential , among the images presented to his conscious- ness ; re - combining them , accordingly , to an artistic design . But these poets of a passionate insight sought a ...
... seemed to him accidental , and retaining what seemed to him essential , among the images presented to his conscious- ness ; re - combining them , accordingly , to an artistic design . But these poets of a passionate insight sought a ...
Pagina 77
... seemed to give me spiritual right To travel through that region bright ; with ' Lucy ' , leaning her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round , And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face ...
... seemed to give me spiritual right To travel through that region bright ; with ' Lucy ' , leaning her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round , And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face ...
Pagina 79
... seemed to harden as he grew older , and his gaze to fix itself more firmly on the concrete symbols of the realities which he had sought in his more impassioned years . His faculty was not less spiritual , but he relaxed to some extent ...
... seemed to harden as he grew older , and his gaze to fix itself more firmly on the concrete symbols of the realities which he had sought in his more impassioned years . His faculty was not less spiritual , but he relaxed to some extent ...
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Pagina 381 - I FLED Him, down the nights and down the days ; I fled Him, down the arches of the years ; I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways Of my own mind ; and in the mist of tears I hid from Him, and under running laughter. Up vistaed hopes I sped ; And shot, precipitated, Adown Titanic glooms of chasmed fears, From those strong Feet that followed, followed after.
Pagina 210 - My mind seems to have become a kind of machine for grinding general laws out of large collections of facts ; but why this should have caused the atrophy of that part of the brain alone on which the higher tastes depend, I cannot conceive.
Pagina 37 - Sound needed none, Nor any voice of joy ; his spirit drank The spectacle : sensation, soul, and form All melted into him ; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live, And by them did he live ; they were his life. In such access of mind, in such high hour Of visitation from the living God, Thought was not ; in enjoyment it expired.
Pagina 268 - Ring out the grief that saps the mind For those that here we see no more; Ring out the feud of rich and poor, Ring in redress to all mankind.
Pagina 233 - God loves from Whole to Parts: but human soul Must rise from Individual to the Whole. Self-love but serves the virtuous mind to wake, As the small pebble stirs the peaceful lake; The centre mov'd, a circle straight succeeds, Another still, and still another spreads; Friend, parent, neighbour, first it will embrace; His country next; and next all human race; Wide and more wide, th...
Pagina 233 - The wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave, Derives it not from what we have The likest God within the soul?
Pagina 67 - These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart...
Pagina 409 - This spiritual Love acts not nor can exist Without Imagination, which, in truth, Is but another name for absolute power And clearest insight, amplitude of mind, And Reason in her most exalted mood.
Pagina 355 - Calm soul of all things ! make it mine To feel, amid the city's jar, That there abides a peace of thine, Man did not make, and cannot mar. The will to neither strive nor cry, The power to feel with others give ! Calm, calm me more! nor let me die Before I have begun to live.
Pagina 69 - Of aspect more sublime: that blessed mood In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened; that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on, Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul...