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... lost secret of being classically elegant without being pedantically cold . A skilled lover of music , 1 he rose from the general sing - song of his generation to a harmony that had been silent since Milton , and in him , to use his own ...
... lost secret of being classically elegant without being pedantically cold . A skilled lover of music , 1 he rose from the general sing - song of his generation to a harmony that had been silent since Milton , and in him , to use his own ...
Pagina 15
... lost in strength ; Our builders were with want of genius curst , The second temple was not like the first . " There would seem to be a manifest reminiscence of 1 Usually printed arms , but Dryden certainly wrote arm , to correspond with ...
... lost in strength ; Our builders were with want of genius curst , The second temple was not like the first . " There would seem to be a manifest reminiscence of 1 Usually printed arms , but Dryden certainly wrote arm , to correspond with ...
Pagina 24
... lost Aspatia , And you shall find all true but the wild island . Suppose I stand upon the seabeach now , Mine arms thus , and my hair blown with the wind , Wild as that desert ; and let all about me Be teachers of my story . Do my face ...
... lost Aspatia , And you shall find all true but the wild island . Suppose I stand upon the seabeach now , Mine arms thus , and my hair blown with the wind , Wild as that desert ; and let all about me Be teachers of my story . Do my face ...
Pagina 28
... lost ! The sentiment is affected , and reminds one of that future period of Pope's Correspondence with his Friends , when Swift , his heart corroding with dis- appointed ambition at Dublin , Bolingbroke raising delusive turnips at his ...
... lost ! The sentiment is affected , and reminds one of that future period of Pope's Correspondence with his Friends , when Swift , his heart corroding with dis- appointed ambition at Dublin , Bolingbroke raising delusive turnips at his ...
Pagina 29
... lost , what tears the river shed When the sad pomp along his banks was led ! His drooping swans on every note expire , And on his willows hung each muse's lyre ! 99 In the same poem he indulges the absurd conceit that , " Beasts urged ...
... lost , what tears the river shed When the sad pomp along his banks was led ! His drooping swans on every note expire , And on his willows hung each muse's lyre ! 99 In the same poem he indulges the absurd conceit that , " Beasts urged ...
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Literary Essays: Pope. Milton. Dante. Spenser. Wordsworth James Russell Lowell Volledige weergave - 1890 |
Literary Essays: Pope. Milton. Dante. Spenser. Wordsworth James Russell Lowell Volledige weergave - 1890 |
Literary Essays: Pope. Milton. Dante. Spenser. Wordsworth James Russell Lowell Volledige weergave - 1890 |
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Pagina 39 - Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurled, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
Pagina 45 - Peace to all such! But were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please. And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne; View him with scornful, yev with jealous eyes.
Pagina 110 - Him the Almighty Power Hurled headlong flaming from the ethereal sky, With hideous ruin and combustion, down To bottomless perdition, there to dwell In adamantine chains and penal fire, Who durst defy the Omnipotent to arms.
Pagina 41 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent; Spreads undivided, operates unspent! Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect in vile Man that mourns, As the rapt Seraph that adores and burns; To him no high, no low, no great, no...
Pagina 260 - And those thin clouds above, in flakes and bars, That give away their motion to the stars; Those stars, that glide behind them or between, Now sparkling, now bedimmed, but always seen: Yon crescent Moon, as fixed as if it grew In its own cloudless, starless lake of blue; 1 see them all so excellently fair, I see, not feel, how beautiful they are!
Pagina 85 - Lastly, I should not choose this manner of writing, wherein knowing myself inferior to myself, led by the genial power of nature to another task, I have the use, as I may account, but of my left hand.
Pagina 389 - I trust is their destiny ? to console the afflicted ; to add sunshine to daylight, by making the happy happier ; to teach the young and the gracious of every age to see, to think, and feel ; and, therefore, to become more actively and securely virtuous ; this is their office, which I trust they will faithfully perform, long after we (that is, all that is mortal of us) are mouldered in our graves.
Pagina 41 - Wait the great teacher Death, and God adore. What future bliss he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest. The soul, uneasy and confined, from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Pagina 44 - Teach me, like thee, in various nature wise, To fall with dignity, with temper rise ; Form'd by thy converse, happily to steer From grave to gay, from lively to severe ; Correct with spirit, eloquent with ease, Intent to reason, or polite to please.
Pagina 38 - AWAKE, my St John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us, and to die...