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Page 481
On the other hand , in the poems pitched in a lower key , as the HARRY Gill , "
and The Idiot Boy , \ 2 the feelings are those of human nature in general ; though
the poet has judiciously laid the scene in the country , in order to place himself in
...
On the other hand , in the poems pitched in a lower key , as the HARRY Gill , "
and The Idiot Boy , \ 2 the feelings are those of human nature in general ; though
the poet has judiciously laid the scene in the country , in order to place himself in
...
Page 482
He has even by the “ burr , burr , burr , " uncounteracted by any preced . ing
description of the boy ' s beauty , assisted in recalling them . The other is , that the
idiocy of the boy is so evenly balanced by the folly of the mother , as to present to
the ...
He has even by the “ burr , burr , burr , " uncounteracted by any preced . ing
description of the boy ' s beauty , assisted in recalling them . The other is , that the
idiocy of the boy is so evenly balanced by the folly of the mother , as to present to
the ...
Page 488
... that he understood any ; witness his miserable translations of Cicero ' s Offices
and Josephus . — Sir Roger had a genius for buffoonery and a rabble , and
higher he never went . — To put his books into the hands of youth or boys , for
whom ...
... that he understood any ; witness his miserable translations of Cicero ' s Offices
and Josephus . — Sir Roger had a genius for buffoonery and a rabble , and
higher he never went . — To put his books into the hands of youth or boys , for
whom ...
Page 504
Should the sportsman exclaim , “ Come , boys ! the rosy morning calls you up : " -
he will be supposed to have some song in his head . But no one suspects this ,
when he says , “ A wet morning shall not confine us to our beds . ” This then is ...
Should the sportsman exclaim , “ Come , boys ! the rosy morning calls you up : " -
he will be supposed to have some song in his head . But no one suspects this ,
when he says , “ A wet morning shall not confine us to our beds . ” This then is ...
Page 505
That the “ Phæbus ” is hack . neyed , and a school - boy image , is an accidental
fault , dependent on the age in which the author wrote , and not deduced from the
nature of the thing . That it is part of an exploded mythology , is an objection ...
That the “ Phæbus ” is hack . neyed , and a school - boy image , is an accidental
fault , dependent on the age in which the author wrote , and not deduced from the
nature of the thing . That it is part of an exploded mythology , is an objection ...
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Page 582 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized. High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised...
Page 734 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome!
Page 581 - Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast: Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise...
Page 555 - Oh ! many are the Poets that are sown By Nature ; men endowed with highest gifts, The vision and the faculty divine ; Yet wanting the accomplishment of verse...
Page 443 - I hoped, might be of some use to ascertain, how far, by fitting to metrical arrangement a selection of the real language of men in a state of vivid sensation...
Page 451 - What is poetry? — is so nearly the same question with, what is a poet? — that the answer to the one is involved in the solution of the other.
Page 520 - Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky; The dew shall weep thy fall tonight, For thou must die.
Page 442 - ... 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; an inexhaustible treasure, but for which, in consequence of the film of familiarity and selfish solicitude, we have eyes, yet see not, ears that hear not, and hearts that neither feel nor understand.
Page 580 - Upon whose grassless floor of red-brown hue, By sheddings from the pining umbrage tinged Perennially — beneath whose sable roof Of boughs, as if for festal purpose decked With unrejoicing berries — ghostly Shapes May meet at noontide; Fear and trembling Hope, Silence and Foresight; Death the Skeleton And Time the Shadow ; — there to celebrate, As in a natural temple scattered o'er With altars undisturbed of mossy stone, United worship ; or in mute repose To lie, and listen to the mountain flood...
Page 530 - Scot,' exclaims the lance — Bear me to the heart of France, Is the longing of the Shield — Tell thy name, thou trembling Field ; Field of Death, where'er thou be, Groan thou with our victory ! Happy day, and mighty hour, When our Shepherd, in his power, Mailed and horsed, with lance and sword, To his ancestors restored, Like a re-appearing Star, Like a glory from afar, First shall head the flock of war...
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| Title | Biographia literaria; or, Biographical sketches of my literary life and opinions, Volume 2 Biographia literaria; or, Biographical sketches of my literary life and opinions, Samuel Taylor Coleridge Putnam's choice libr Wiley & Putnam's library of choice reading |
| Author | Samuel Taylor Coleridge |
| Editor | Henry Nelson Coleridge |
| Publisher | Putnam, 1848 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 18 Jun 2007 |
| Length | 804 pages |
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