British Poets of the Nineteenth Century: Poems by Wordsworth, Coleridge, Scott, Byron, Shelley, Keats, Landor, Tennyson, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Robert Browning, Clough, Arnold, Rossetti, Morris, SwinburneCurtis Hidden Page |
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Page vi
... Hills , Epipsychidion , The Sensitive Plant , Adonais , etc. , as well as the Prometheus Unbound , make his work take a large amount of space in proportion to the number of titles . For Rossetti , I have given more than two - thirds of ...
... Hills , Epipsychidion , The Sensitive Plant , Adonais , etc. , as well as the Prometheus Unbound , make his work take a large amount of space in proportion to the number of titles . For Rossetti , I have given more than two - thirds of ...
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... HILL . 8 THE GREEN LINNET . THE TABLES TURNED . 9 YEW - TREES .... 34 35 35 35 36 LINES COMPOSED A FEW MILES ABOVE AT THE GRAVE OF BURNS . 36 TINTERN ABBEY ...... 9 TO A HIGHLAND GIRL . 37 THE SIMPLON PASS .. INFLUENCE OF NATURAL ...
... HILL . 8 THE GREEN LINNET . THE TABLES TURNED . 9 YEW - TREES .... 34 35 35 35 36 LINES COMPOSED A FEW MILES ABOVE AT THE GRAVE OF BURNS . 36 TINTERN ABBEY ...... 9 TO A HIGHLAND GIRL . 37 THE SIMPLON PASS .. INFLUENCE OF NATURAL ...
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... HILL .. 164 LINES ON AN AUTUMNAL EVENING ... PROUD MAISIE . 164 LEWTI , OR THE CIRCASSIAN LOVE TRUE - LOVE , AN THOU BE TRUE . 164 CHANT . REBECCA'S HYMN . 164 LA FAYETTE .... BORDER BALLAD . 165 REFLECTIONS ON HAVING LEFT A PLACE LIFE ...
... HILL .. 164 LINES ON AN AUTUMNAL EVENING ... PROUD MAISIE . 164 LEWTI , OR THE CIRCASSIAN LOVE TRUE - LOVE , AN THOU BE TRUE . 164 CHANT . REBECCA'S HYMN . 164 LA FAYETTE .... BORDER BALLAD . 165 REFLECTIONS ON HAVING LEFT A PLACE LIFE ...
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... HILL SUMMIT . SISTER HELEN . 780 THE CHOICE , I - III .. THE BURDEN OF NINEVEH .. 783 OLD AND NEW ART MARY MAGDALENE AT THE DOOR OF ST . LUKE THE PAINTER . SIMON THE PHARISEE . 785 NOT AS THESE . ASPECTA MEDUSA .. 786 THE HUSBANDMEN ...
... HILL SUMMIT . SISTER HELEN . 780 THE CHOICE , I - III .. THE BURDEN OF NINEVEH .. 783 OLD AND NEW ART MARY MAGDALENE AT THE DOOR OF ST . LUKE THE PAINTER . SIMON THE PHARISEE . 785 NOT AS THESE . ASPECTA MEDUSA .. 786 THE HUSBANDMEN ...
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... HILL - MAN 862 .. 811 ICELAND FIRST SEEN .... 862 FIVE ENGLISH POETS THOMAS CHATTERTON , 811 WILLIAM BLAKE ...... 811 SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE . 812 TO THE MUSE OF THE NORTH . DRAWING NEAR THE LIGHT ..... SWINBURNE 864 864 JOHN KEATS ...
... HILL - MAN 862 .. 811 ICELAND FIRST SEEN .... 862 FIVE ENGLISH POETS THOMAS CHATTERTON , 811 WILLIAM BLAKE ...... 811 SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE . 812 TO THE MUSE OF THE NORTH . DRAWING NEAR THE LIGHT ..... SWINBURNE 864 864 JOHN KEATS ...
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Page 41 - Nor Man nor Boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy! Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Page 187 - 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. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, 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 withered and strown.
Page 73 - From the fountain and the caves. It was a miracle of rare device, A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice! A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw: It was an Abyssinian maid, And on her dulcimer she played, 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 ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware! Beware...
Page 410 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.
Page 33 - MILTON ! thou should'st be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power. Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart : Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea : Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou...
Page 141 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, " Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Page 344 - Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight; Like a star of Heaven, In the broad daylight Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight, Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows • In the white dawn clear Until we hardly see — we feel that it is there.
Page 86 - Each spake words of high disdain And insult to his heart's best brother: They parted - ne'er to meet again! 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...
Page 298 - Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: What if my leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind! Be through my lips to unawakened earth The...
Page 73 - By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp'st thou me? The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din.