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+ - having any apprehension of a high effort of a pure ima- gination , whether of the earlier great poets or his con- temporaries . When he assumed the office of the great critic of English poetry , he ventured on a duty for which he ...
+ - having any apprehension of a high effort of a pure ima- gination , whether of the earlier great poets or his con- temporaries . When he assumed the office of the great critic of English poetry , he ventured on a duty for which he ...
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... and quickly - sensitive communion with nature ; and here especially was gained the glory of the peasant- poet of Scotland . The poetry of Burns was as indige- nous as the thistle ; it was a pure native MOSSGEIL FARM . 31.
... and quickly - sensitive communion with nature ; and here especially was gained the glory of the peasant- poet of Scotland . The poetry of Burns was as indige- nous as the thistle ; it was a pure native MOSSGEIL FARM . 31.
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nous as the thistle ; it was a pure native growth , as dif- ferent as possible from the trim , unnatural exotics which had been cultivated with hothouse temperature and method . The freshness of old Chaucer's genius seemed to be ...
nous as the thistle ; it was a pure native growth , as dif- ferent as possible from the trim , unnatural exotics which had been cultivated with hothouse temperature and method . The freshness of old Chaucer's genius seemed to be ...
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... pure , in the memory of after - times , alike from reproach and regret ! It was a strife actuated and impregnated with a spirit of magnanimity , a sense of duty and law - of religious re- sponsibility . I speak of the American ...
... pure , in the memory of after - times , alike from reproach and regret ! It was a strife actuated and impregnated with a spirit of magnanimity , a sense of duty and law - of religious re- sponsibility . I speak of the American ...
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... pure and tender- hearted , aspiring , wayward being , the poet , the philoso- pher , Coleridge . He is one of the poets who , like Milton and Cowper and Southey , are honourably known also by their prose writings . Indeed , it will ...
... pure and tender- hearted , aspiring , wayward being , the poet , the philoso- pher , Coleridge . He is one of the poets who , like Milton and Cowper and Southey , are honourably known also by their prose writings . Indeed , it will ...
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Page 123 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Page 262 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Page 118 - Christ! what saw I there! Each corse lay flat, lifeless, and flat, And, by the holy rood! A man all light, a seraph-man, On every corse there stood. This seraph-band, each waved his hand: It was a heavenly sight! They stood as signals to the land, Each one a lovely light; This seraph-band, each waved his hand, No voice did they impart — No voice; but oh!
Page 120 - There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Page 260 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration...
Page 195 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Page 115 - The moving Moon went up the sky, And nowhere did abide; Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside...
Page 33 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er! Such fate to suffering worth is...
Page 113 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Page 264 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.