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... Wordsworth , and Coleridge , had done him no harm , and were , moreover , romanticists , men of his own school of poetry . Byron's sympathies and poetic theories were all with Pope and his followers , the so- called classicists , but ...
... Wordsworth , and Coleridge , had done him no harm , and were , moreover , romanticists , men of his own school of poetry . Byron's sympathies and poetic theories were all with Pope and his followers , the so- called classicists , but ...
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... Wordsworth , and to write for him as she wrote for Wordsworth , though in a different fashion , with her own penetrating simplicity . " In the second aspect of Byron's genius , Byron as a writer of the poetry of history , he is ...
... Wordsworth , and to write for him as she wrote for Wordsworth , though in a different fashion , with her own penetrating simplicity . " In the second aspect of Byron's genius , Byron as a writer of the poetry of history , he is ...
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... Wordsworth and Coleridge ; but , like Shelley , he belongs to the second period , the period of re - assertion , when the forces were gathering again for the final overthrow of despotism in most of the countries of Europe . Professor ...
... Wordsworth and Coleridge ; but , like Shelley , he belongs to the second period , the period of re - assertion , when the forces were gathering again for the final overthrow of despotism in most of the countries of Europe . Professor ...
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... Wordsworth and Shelley , and accepted Byron largely because he frequently failed to be original ; they admired him for some of his faults . Byron himself talked the jar- gon of the critics , though happily he neglected it in prac- tice ...
... Wordsworth and Shelley , and accepted Byron largely because he frequently failed to be original ; they admired him for some of his faults . Byron himself talked the jar- gon of the critics , though happily he neglected it in prac- tice ...
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... Wordsworth , held Wordsworth's theory that nature has power to restore happiness to the unhappy , and believed , like Wordsworth , in the power of the unseen world of the spirit . The Prisoner of Chillon , Manfred , and the Epistle to ...
... Wordsworth , held Wordsworth's theory that nature has power to restore happiness to the unhappy , and believed , like Wordsworth , in the power of the unseen world of the spirit . The Prisoner of Chillon , Manfred , and the Epistle to ...
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Page 141 - throne!" THE DESTRUCTION OF SENNACHERIB THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold. And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. H Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green,
Page 171 - But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between, But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Page 169 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colors, and their forms, were then to me An appetite, a feeling, and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm.
Page 157 - this heart should be unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move: Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love! My days are in the yellow leaf; 5 The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone! m
Page 153 - rose and Phoebus sprung! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set. n The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse; Their place of birth alone is mute 10 To sounds which echo further west Than
Page 141 - And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, — and forever grew still! IV And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf,
Page 179 - Wordsworth's sonnet, On the Extinction of the Venetian Republic: — "Once did she hold the gorgeous East in fee, And was the safeguard of the West: the worth Of Venice did not fall below her birth,— Venice, the eldest Child of Liberty. She was a maiden City, bright and free; No guile seduced, no
Page 154 - Islands of the Blest." m The mountains look on Marathon — And Marathon looks on the sea; And musing there an hour alone, 15 I dream'd that Greece might still be free; For, standing on the Persians' grave, I could not deem myself a slave.
Page 141 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, 5 That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on.the morrow lay wither'd and strown.
Page 156 - Fill high the bowl with Samian wine! On Suli's rock, and Parga's shore, Exists the remnant of a line 75 Such as the Doric mothers bore: And there, perhaps, some seed is sown, The Heracleidan blood might own. XIV Trust not for freedom to the Franks — They have a king who buys and sells: