Lectures on the English Poets: Delivered at the Surrey InstitutionThomas Dobson and Son, at the Stone house, no. 41, South Second Street. William Fry, printer., 1818 - 331 頁 |
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第 2 頁
... leaves to the air , and dedicates its beauty to the sun , " - there is poetry , in its birth . If history is a grave study , poetry may be said to be a graver : its materials lie deeper , and are spread wider . History treats , for the ...
... leaves to the air , and dedicates its beauty to the sun , " - there is poetry , in its birth . If history is a grave study , poetry may be said to be a graver : its materials lie deeper , and are spread wider . History treats , for the ...
第 18 頁
... set no bounds to the wilful suggestions of our hopes and fears . " And visions , as poetic eyes avow , Hang on each leaf and cling to every bough . " There can never be another Jacob's dream . Since that 18 ON POETRY IN GENERAL .
... set no bounds to the wilful suggestions of our hopes and fears . " And visions , as poetic eyes avow , Hang on each leaf and cling to every bough . " There can never be another Jacob's dream . Since that 18 ON POETRY IN GENERAL .
第 35 頁
... leaves most room to the imagination of his readers . Dante's only object is to interest ; and he interests only by exciting our sympathy with the emotion by which he is himself possessed . He does not place before us the objects by ...
... leaves most room to the imagination of his readers . Dante's only object is to interest ; and he interests only by exciting our sympathy with the emotion by which he is himself possessed . He does not place before us the objects by ...
第 54 頁
... Leaf , where he describes the delight of that young beauty , shrouded in her bower , and listening , in the morning of the year , to the singing of the nightingale ; while her joy rises with the rising song , and gushes out afresh at ...
... Leaf , where he describes the delight of that young beauty , shrouded in her bower , and listening , in the morning of the year , to the singing of the nightingale ; while her joy rises with the rising song , and gushes out afresh at ...
第 71 頁
... leaves he was right fitly clad . " At times he becomes picturesque from his intense love of beauty ; as where he compares Prince Arthur's crest to the appearance of the almond tree : " Upon the top of all his lofty crest , A bunch of ...
... leaves he was right fitly clad . " At times he becomes picturesque from his intense love of beauty ; as where he compares Prince Arthur's crest to the appearance of the almond tree : " Upon the top of all his lofty crest , A bunch of ...
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第 326 頁 - 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 thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
第 148 頁 - He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument.
第 143 頁 - Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
第 227 頁 - Unanxious for ourselves; and only wish, As duteous sons, our fathers were more wise. At thirty man suspects himself a fool ; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan ; At fifty chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve; In all the magnanimity of thought, Resolves, and re-resolves, then dies the same. And why? because he thinks himself immortal. All men think all men mortal, but themselves; Themselves, when some alarming shock of fate Strikes thro...
第 226 頁 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
第 326 頁 - 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.
第 264 頁 - But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever ; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place ; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide ; The hour approaches Tarn maun ride ; That hour, o...
第 130 頁 - Others more mild, Retreated in a silent valley, sing With notes angelical to many a harp Their own heroic deeds and hapless fall By doom of battle ; and complain that fate ' Free virtue should enthrall to force or chance.
第 114 頁 - I am now indebted, as being a work not to be raised from the heat of youth or the vapours of wine, like that which flows at waste from the pen of some vulgar amorist or the trencher fury of a rhyming parasite, nor to be obtained by the invocation of Dame Memory and her siren daughters...
第 329 頁 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind ; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be ; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering ; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.