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Pagina 81 - For a multitude of causes, unknown to former times, are now acting with a combined force to blunt the discriminating powers of the mind, and unfitting it for all voluntary exertion to reduce it to a state of almost savage torpor. The most effective of these causes are the great national events which are daily taking place, and the increasing accumulation of men in cities, where the uniformity of their occupations produces a craving for extraordinary incident, which the rapid communication of intelligence...
Pagina 92 - Yet still his jaws and teeth they clatter, Like a loose casement in the wind. And Harry's flesh it fell away ; And all who see him say, 'tis plain, That, live as long as live he may, He never will be warm again. No word to any man he utters, A-bed or up, to young or old ; But ever to himself he mutters, ' ' Poor Harry Gill is very cold.
Pagina 90 - My friend, enough to sorrow you have given, The purposes of wisdom ask no more : Be wise and cheerful ; and no longer read The forms of things with an unworthy eye. She sleeps in the calm earth, and peace is here.
Pagina 75 - From what I can gather it seems that The Ancyent Mariner has upon the whole been an injury to the volume, I mean that the old words and the strangeness of it have deterred readers from going on.
Pagina 82 - I should be oppressed with no dishonourable melancholy, had I not a deep impression of certain inherent and indestructible qualities of the human mind, and likewise...
Pagina 90 - God! who art never out of hearing, O may he never more be warm!" The cold, cold moon above her head, Thus on her knees did Goody pray;' Young Harry heard what she had said: And icy cold he turned away.
Pagina 82 - Pull off an insect's leg, all read of war, The best amusement for our morning meal ! The poor wretch, who has learnt his only prayers From curses, who knows scarcely words enough To ask a blessing from his Heavenly Father, Becomes a fluent phraseman, absolute And technical in victories and defeats, And all our dainty terms for fratricide; Terms which we trundle smoothly...
Pagina 81 - ... craving for extraordinary incident which the rapid communication of intelligence hourly gratifies. To this tendency of life and manners the literature and theatrical exhibitions of the country have conformed themselves. The invaluable works of our elder writers, I had almost said the Works of Shakespear and Milton, are driven into neglect by frantic novels, sickly and stupid German Tragedies, and deluges of idle and extravagant stories in verse...
Pagina 80 - Every line has been produced by me with labor-pangs. I abandon Poetry altogether — I leave the higher & deeper Kinds to Wordsworth, the delightful, popular & simply dignified to Southey; & reserve for myself the honorable attempt to make others feel and understand their writings, as they deserve to be felt & understood.
Pagina 81 - The horrible and the preternatural have usually seized on the popular taste, at the rise and decline of literature. Most ./ powerful stimulants, they can never be required except by the torpor of an unawakened, or the languor of an exhausted, appetite.