The New Laokoon: An Essay on the Confusion of the Arts

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Houghton Mifflin, 1910 - Aesthetics - 258 pages
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Page 219 - No more — no more — no more" — (Such language holds the solemn sea To the sands upon the shore) Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar! And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams — In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams!
Page 133 - Les parfums, les couleurs et les sons se répondent. Il est des parfums frais comme des chairs d'enfants, Doux comme les hautbois, verts comme les prairies, — Et d'autres, corrompus, riches et triomphants, Ayant l'expansion des choses infinies, Comme l'ambre, le musc, le benjoin et l'encens, Qui chantent les transports de l'esprit et des sens.
Page 24 - In fine, I was a better judge of thoughts than words, Misled in estimating words, not only By common inexperience of youth, But by the trade in classic niceties, The dangerous craft of culling term and phrase From languages that want the living voice To carry meaning to the natural heart ; To tell us what is passion, what is truth, What reason, what simplicity and sense.
Page 112 - He has only felt during the whole course of his life," wrote Hume sympathetically ; " and in this respect his sensibility rises to a pitch beyond what I have seen any example of ; but it still gives him a more acute feeling of pain than of pleasure. He is like a man who was...
Page 126 - The power of poetry is, by a single word perhaps, to instil that energy into the mind, which compels the imagination to produce the picture.
Page 95 - There is surely a piece of divinity in us ; something that was before the elements, and owes no homage unto the sun.
Page 127 - This is creation rather than painting; or, if painting, yet such, and with such co-presence of the whole picture flashed at once upon the eye, as the sun paints in a camera obscura. But the poet must likewise understand and command what Bacon calls the vestigia communia of the senses, the latency of all in each; and more especially, as by a magical penua duplex, the excitement of vision by sound and the exponents of sound. Thus, ' The echoing walks between,' may be almost said to reverse the fable...
Page 183 - VOYELLES A noir, E blanc, I rouge, U vert, O bleu : voyelles, Je dirai quelque jour vos naissances latentes...
Page 102 - Reason would become captive and servile, if eloquence of persuasions did not practise and win the imagination from the affections...
Page 99 - For lo ! in some poor rhythmic period, Lady, I fain would tell how evermore Thy soul I know not from thy body, nor Thee from myself, neither our love from God.

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