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... writings ; but to be ignorant of their power and influence is to be ignorant of the mind of the age in relation to poetry . The laughter of thirty years ago must have been chiefly produced by a sense of the contrast between the great ...
... writings ; but to be ignorant of their power and influence is to be ignorant of the mind of the age in relation to poetry . The laughter of thirty years ago must have been chiefly produced by a sense of the contrast between the great ...
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... , an almost angelic serenity and cheerfulness ; to judge from the tone of his writings , with which the tenor of his life seems to agree . S. C. ] CHAPTER XVI . Striking points of difference between the Poets BIOGRAPHIA LITERARIA . 463.
... , an almost angelic serenity and cheerfulness ; to judge from the tone of his writings , with which the tenor of his life seems to agree . S. C. ] CHAPTER XVI . Striking points of difference between the Poets BIOGRAPHIA LITERARIA . 463.
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... writings , nay even the style of our more set discourses , strive to be in the fashion , and trick themselves out in the soiled and over - worn finery of the meretricious muse . It is true that of late a great improvement in this ...
... writings , nay even the style of our more set discourses , strive to be in the fashion , and trick themselves out in the soiled and over - worn finery of the meretricious muse . It is true that of late a great improvement in this ...
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... writings are scarcely less valuable than his pictures , and to whose authority more deference will be willingly paid , than I could even wish should be shown to mine , has told us , and from his own experience too , that good taste must ...
... writings are scarcely less valuable than his pictures , and to whose authority more deference will be willingly paid , than I could even wish should be shown to mine , has told us , and from his own experience too , that good taste must ...
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... of his genius , but even of those who have distin- guished themselves by hostility to his theory , and depreciation of his writings , are the impressions of his principles 474 BIOGRAPHIA LITERARIA . CHAPTER XVII. ...
... of his genius , but even of those who have distin- guished themselves by hostility to his theory , and depreciation of his writings , are the impressions of his principles 474 BIOGRAPHIA LITERARIA . CHAPTER XVII. ...
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Page 451 - ... reveals itself in the balance or reconciliation of opposite or discordant qualities: of sameness, with difference; of the general, with the concrete; the idea, with the image; the individual, with the representative; the sense of novelty and freshness, with old and familiar objects; a more than usual state of emotion, with more than usual order...
Page 495 - Phoebus lifts his golden fire: The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas! for other notes repine; A different object do these eyes require; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine; And in my breast the imperfect joys expire; Yet morning smiles the busy race to cheer, And new-born pleasure brings to happier men; The fields to all their wonted tribute bear; To warm their little loves the birds complain. I fruitless mourn to him that...
Page 524 - The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Page 441 - I were neighbours, our conversations turned frequently on the two cardinal points of poetry, the power of exciting the sympathy of the reader by a faithful adherence to the truth of nature, and the power of giving the interest of novelty by the modifying colours of imagination.
Page 481 - Humble and rustic life was generally chosen because in that condition the essential passions of the heart find a better soil in which they can attain their maturity, are less under restraint, and speak a plainer and more emphatic language...
Page 504 - In vain to me the smiling mornings shine, And reddening Phoebus lifts his golden fire: The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire: These ears alas! for other notes repine; A different object do these eyes require; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine; And in my breast the imperfect joys expire...
Page 587 - 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 441 - In the one, the incidents and agents were to be, in part at least, supernatural ; and the excellence aimed at was to consist in the interesting of the affections by the dramatic truth of such emotions, as would naturally accompany such situations, supposing them real.
Page 560 - I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride; Of Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain-side: By our own spirits are we deified : We Poets in our youth begin in gladness; But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.
Page 576 - The blackbird in the summer trees, The lark upon the hill, Let loose their carols when they please, Are quiet when they will. "With Nature never do they wage A foolish strife : they see A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free...