The English poets, selections, ed. by T.H. Ward. Wordsworth to Dobell. Wordsworth to RossettiThomas Humphry Ward 1883 |
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... Italy " " Ginevra " " • WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES ( 1762-1850 ) Sonnets : Written at Ostend Influence of Time on Grief November 1793 Bereavement SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE ( 1772-1834 ) Time , Real and Imaginary Love Sonnet The Eolian Harp ...
... Italy " " Ginevra " " • WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES ( 1762-1850 ) Sonnets : Written at Ostend Influence of Time on Grief November 1793 Bereavement SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE ( 1772-1834 ) Time , Real and Imaginary Love Sonnet The Eolian Harp ...
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... Italy ( complete edition ) 1834. ] When a poet has become a poet of the past and in the natural course of things his poetry has ceased to be talked about , it is not easy to ascertain how far it may or may not have ceased to be read ...
... Italy ( complete edition ) 1834. ] When a poet has become a poet of the past and in the natural course of things his poetry has ceased to be talked about , it is not easy to ascertain how far it may or may not have ceased to be read ...
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... Italy ; and they were written , the earliest at twenty - two years of age , the latest at seventy - one . Human Life is a poem of the Memory , and in the same verse . they are about nothing in particular . Their range and scope is so ...
... Italy ; and they were written , the earliest at twenty - two years of age , the latest at seventy - one . Human Life is a poem of the Memory , and in the same verse . they are about nothing in particular . Their range and scope is so ...
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... things , like me , Not as they are but as they ought to be , Trace out the journey through their little day , And fondly dream an idle hour away . FROM ITALY . ' But who comes , Brushing the SAMUEL ROGERS . 93 27 Human Life.
... things , like me , Not as they are but as they ought to be , Trace out the journey through their little day , And fondly dream an idle hour away . FROM ITALY . ' But who comes , Brushing the SAMUEL ROGERS . 93 27 Human Life.
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... Italy from sea to sea exults , As well indeed she may ! But I transgress . He , who has known the weight of praise himself , Should spare another . ' Saying so , he laid ... Italy , how beautiful thou art ! Yet I 94 THE ENGLISH POETS . Italy.
... Italy from sea to sea exults , As well indeed she may ! But I transgress . He , who has known the weight of praise himself , Should spare another . ' Saying so , he laid ... Italy , how beautiful thou art ! Yet I 94 THE ENGLISH POETS . Italy.
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21 페이지 - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth ; of all the mighty world Of eye, and ear, — both what they half create, And what perceive ; well pleased to recognise In nature and the language of the sense, The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor perchance, If I were not thus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou...
455 페이지 - O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty," — that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
324 페이지 - O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning.
454 페이지 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare ; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet do not grieve: She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss; For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
285 페이지 - Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed, — in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving; — boundless, endless, and sublime, — The image of Eternity, — the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
375 페이지 - WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air) With...
20 페이지 - Flying from something that he dreads, than one Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by,) To me was all in all. — I cannot paint 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, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest...
385 페이지 - 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?
571 페이지 - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints.
41 페이지 - No nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to weary bands Of travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands: A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring-time from the cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings?— Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day?