...says the old maxim, " be wise enough to write one poem, and wise enough not to write more than one." I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy — The...his pride : Of him who walked in glory and in joy, Following his plough along the mountain side. By our own spirits we are deified : We poets, in our...

...in genial good ; — But hnw can he expect that others should Build fur him, sow for him, and at hi* call Love him, who for himself will take no heed at all ?" This is precisely the mistake into which the young man who thinks his genius is to do every thing...

...his gracious nature. How, says Wordsworth — How can he expect that others should Sow for him, reap for him, and, at his call, Love him, who for himself will take no thought at all ? How can he, indeed ? It is most unreasonable to do so : yet this expectation, if Coleridge...

...come unsought But how can he expect that others should To genial faith, still rich in genial good: Build for him, sow for him, and at his call Love him,...boy, The sleepless soul that perished in his pride; Following his plough along the mountain side ; Of him who walked in glory and in joy, By our own spirits...

...in that stanza opening with the finest description yet given of the hapless prodigy of Bristol : " I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless...his pride ; Of Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain side : By our own spirit* are ice deified ; We Poets in our...

...says the old maxim, " be wise enough to write one poem, and wise enough not to write more than one." I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy — The...his pride : Of him who walked in glory and in joy, Following his plough along the mountain side. By our own spirits we are deified : We poets, in our...

...with the finest description yet given of the hapless prodigy of Bristol : " I thought of CJiatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished...his pride ; Of Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain side : By our own spirits are ice deified; We Pocts in our...

...write one poem, and wise enough not to write more than one." Of him who walked in glory and in joy, I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy— The sleepless soul that perished in his pride : We poets, in our youth, begin in gladness, Following his plough along the mountain side. By our own...

...it beneath them to notice Chatterton. Wordsworth, in one of his best poems, has the following : — I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy, — The sleepless soul that perished in his pride. Shelley, in his Adonais, or Elegy on the Death of poor Keats — a poem which would have given him...

...upon him all alone in a mountain-cave, and he quaked before the mystery of man's troubled life. "He thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy, The sleepless soul that perished in its pride, Of him who walk'd-in glory and in joy, Following his plough upon the mountain side;" and...