The Modern British Essayists: Talfourd, T.N. Critical and miscellaneous writings. Stephen, James. Critical and miscellaneous essaysA. Hart, 1852 |
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... imagination an introspective cast , to perplex it with metaphysical subtleties , and to render our poetry " sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought . " The genius of our country was thus in danger of being perverted from its purest ...
... imagination an introspective cast , to perplex it with metaphysical subtleties , and to render our poetry " sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought . " The genius of our country was thus in danger of being perverted from its purest ...
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... imagination , has arrayed them . They are peopled not with the shapes of old superstition , but with the shadows of the poet's thought , the dreams of a glory that shall be . They are resonant - not with the voice of birds , or the soft ...
... imagination , has arrayed them . They are peopled not with the shapes of old superstition , but with the shadows of the poet's thought , the dreams of a glory that shall be . They are resonant - not with the voice of birds , or the soft ...
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... imagination than in all the minute examina- tions of the scene of his murder , the traces of the deadly contest , the last marks of the strug- gling footsteps , and the description of the corpse at the foot of the crag ? Can a scene of ...
... imagination than in all the minute examina- tions of the scene of his murder , the traces of the deadly contest , the last marks of the strug- gling footsteps , and the description of the corpse at the foot of the crag ? Can a scene of ...
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... imagination as well as the feelings . Fairy tales are among the most exquisite things in the world , and so are delineations of humanity like those of our author ; but they can never be blended with- out debasing the former into chill ...
... imagination as well as the feelings . Fairy tales are among the most exquisite things in the world , and so are delineations of humanity like those of our author ; but they can never be blended with- out debasing the former into chill ...
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... imagination make the inmost fibres of the being quiver with ago- nies . Passions which have not usually been thought worthy to agitate the soul , now first seem to have their own ardent beatings , and their tumultuous joys . We seem ...
... imagination make the inmost fibres of the being quiver with ago- nies . Passions which have not usually been thought worthy to agitate the soul , now first seem to have their own ardent beatings , and their tumultuous joys . We seem ...
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第155页 - Almighty hath not built Here for his envy, will not drive us hence: Here we may reign secure, and, in my choice, To reign is worth ambition, though in hell: Better to reign in hell, than serve in heaven.
第54页 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, 80 That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
第56页 - 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.
第55页 - 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.
第154页 - A forest huge of spears; and thronging helms Appear'd, and serried shields, in thick array, Of depth immeasurable. Anon they move In perfect phalanx, to the Dorian mood Of flutes and soft recorders; such as raised To height of noblest temper heroes old, Arming to battle; and, instead of rage, Deliberate valour breathed, firm, and unmoved With dread of death, to flight or foul retreat...
第154页 - He scarce had ceased, when the superior fiend Was moving toward the shore: his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast; the broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views, At evening, from the top of Fesole, Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
第57页 - Ah why,' said Ellen, sighing to herself, ' Why do not words, and kiss, and solemn pledge ; ' And nature that is kind in woman's breast, ' And reason that in man is wise and good, ' And fear of him who is a righteous judge ; ' Why do not these prevail for human life, ' To keep two hearts together, that began ' Their spring-time with one love, and that have need ' Of mutual pity and forgiveness, sweet ' To grant, or be received; while that poor bird...
第54页 - An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this Faint I, nor mourn, nor murmur ; other gifts Have followed ; for such loss, I would believe, Abundant recompense.
第55页 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing...
第51页 - Maimed, mangled by inhuman men; Or thou upon a desert thrown Inheritest the lion's den; Or hast been summoned to the deep, Thou, thou and all thy mates, to keep An incommunicable sleep.