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... They sought not the divine truths of philosophy , and she proffers them not if unsought . They charac- influences on a Their absolute , Then there are the apprehensive . These can go out PAPERS ON LITERATURE AND ART .
... They sought not the divine truths of philosophy , and she proffers them not if unsought . They charac- influences on a Their absolute , Then there are the apprehensive . These can go out PAPERS ON LITERATURE AND ART .
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... truth , they are men with the poetical temperament to appre- hend , with the philosophical tendency to investigate . The maker is divine ; the critic sees this divine , but brings it down to hu- manity by the analytic process . records ...
... truth , they are men with the poetical temperament to appre- hend , with the philosophical tendency to investigate . The maker is divine ; the critic sees this divine , but brings it down to hu- manity by the analytic process . records ...
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... . It misses the pure , the full tone of truth ; it perceives that the voice is modu- lated to coax , to persuade , and it turns from the judicious man of the world , calculating the effect to be produced by 6 PAPERS ON LITERATURE AND ART .
... . It misses the pure , the full tone of truth ; it perceives that the voice is modu- lated to coax , to persuade , and it turns from the judicious man of the world , calculating the effect to be produced by 6 PAPERS ON LITERATURE AND ART .
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... Truth will guide them aright . And here , it seems to me , has been the greatest mistake in the conduct of these journals . A smooth monotony has been at- tained , an uniformity of tone , so that from the title of a journal you can ...
... Truth will guide them aright . And here , it seems to me , has been the greatest mistake in the conduct of these journals . A smooth monotony has been at- tained , an uniformity of tone , so that from the title of a journal you can ...
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... ? POET . Yes ! consciousness of Truth manifested in the indi- vidual form . CRITIC . Since consciousness is tolerated , how will you limit it ? POET . By the instincts of my nature , which 12 PAPERS ON LITERATURE AND ART .
... ? POET . Yes ! consciousness of Truth manifested in the indi- vidual form . CRITIC . Since consciousness is tolerated , how will you limit it ? POET . By the instincts of my nature , which 12 PAPERS ON LITERATURE AND ART .
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71 ÆäÀÌÁö - What thou art we know not: What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
37 ÆäÀÌÁö - I was confirmed in this opinion, that he who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things, ought himself to be a true poem...
87 ÆäÀÌÁö - A grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear, A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet, no relief, In word, or sigh, or tear O Lady!
37 ÆäÀÌÁö - Fra Pandolf" by design: for never read Strangers like you that pictured countenance, The depth and passion of its earnest glance, But to myself they turned (since none puts by The curtain I have drawn for you, but I...
74 ÆäÀÌÁö - Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tresses grew Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew, Vibrated, as the ever-beating heart Shook the weak hand that grasped it; of that crew He came the last, neglected and apart; A herd-abandoned deer struck by the hunter's dart.
72 ÆäÀÌÁö - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be; Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee; Thou lovest, but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
88 ÆäÀÌÁö - To lift the smothering weight from off my breast? It were a vain endeavour, Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west: I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.
75 ÆäÀÌÁö - The wind, the tempest roaring high, The tumult of a Tropic sky, Might well be dangerous food For him, a Youth to whom was given So much of earth, so much of Heaven, And such impetuous blood.
88 ÆäÀÌÁö - And those thin clouds above, in flakes and bars, That give away their motion to the stars ; Those stars, that glide behind them or between, Now sparkling, now bedimmed, but always seen : Yon crescent Moon as fixed as if it grew In its own cloudless, starless lake of blue; I see them all so excellently fair, I see, not feel how beautiful they are ! in.
75 ÆäÀÌÁö - Who, if he rise to station of command, Rises by open means; and there will stand On honorable terms, or else retire, And in himself possess his own desire; Who comprehends his trust, and to the same Keeps faithful with a singleness of aim...