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... genius not often good critics - Michael Drayton , his poetry and his fame — A sonnet -His copiousness contrasted with the fertility of Spenser -Remarks of Professor Wilson 31 PAGE CHAPTER III . Summer pleasures at Lynton - Eclogues.
... genius not often good critics - Michael Drayton , his poetry and his fame — A sonnet -His copiousness contrasted with the fertility of Spenser -Remarks of Professor Wilson 31 PAGE CHAPTER III . Summer pleasures at Lynton - Eclogues.
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... genius - The fame of poets more secure than the fame of warriors or statesmen - Poets prophesy their own immortality - Cowper's views on the subject - The delight of poets in their work - The law of compensation- Southey's Life of ...
... genius - The fame of poets more secure than the fame of warriors or statesmen - Poets prophesy their own immortality - Cowper's views on the subject - The delight of poets in their work - The law of compensation- Southey's Life of ...
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... genius . STANLEY . Like Chaucer , many of our greatest poets have been city livers ; and they are said to have found their choicest moments of inspiration , when imprisoned within city walls . Perhaps there is more in the life and stir ...
... genius . STANLEY . Like Chaucer , many of our greatest poets have been city livers ; and they are said to have found their choicest moments of inspiration , when imprisoned within city walls . Perhaps there is more in the life and stir ...
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... genius of Spenser ; so it seems we are all agreed to love and honour this noble poet . In this hasty , restless age his great poem does not meet with half the praise it merits . Every long poem is considered tedious ; every imaginative ...
... genius of Spenser ; so it seems we are all agreed to love and honour this noble poet . In this hasty , restless age his great poem does not meet with half the praise it merits . Every long poem is considered tedious ; every imaginative ...
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... genius in the sphere of rural poetry . * HARTLEY . No , truly . His landscape is the landscape of fairy land ; his pictures of country life , though warm and almost dazzling in colour , take us away in fancy to a region of rarest beauty ...
... genius in the sphere of rural poetry . * HARTLEY . No , truly . His landscape is the landscape of fairy land ; his pictures of country life , though warm and almost dazzling in colour , take us away in fancy to a region of rarest beauty ...
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126 ÆäÀÌÁö - Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of time.
103 ÆäÀÌÁö - She shall be sportive as the Fawn That wild with glee across the lawn Or up the mountain springs ; And hers shall be the breathing balm, And hers the silence and the calm Of mute insensate things. " The floating Clouds their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
38 ÆäÀÌÁö - These are the forgeries of jealousy : And never, since the middle summer's spring, Met we on hill, in dale, forest, or mead, By paved fountain, or by rushy brook, Or in the beached margent of the sea, To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind, But with thy brawls thou hast disturb'd our sport.
62 ÆäÀÌÁö - SINCE there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Nay, I have done ; you get no more of me ! And I am glad, yea, glad, with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever ! Cancel all our vows ! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows, That we one jot of former love retain...
275 ÆäÀÌÁö - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
52 ÆäÀÌÁö - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home ; Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad ; Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds...
49 ÆäÀÌÁö - I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : when you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, and own No other function...
148 ÆäÀÌÁö - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove: But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No...
55 ÆäÀÌÁö - O God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point...
35 ÆäÀÌÁö - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!