Studies in Literature, 1789-1877C. Kegan Paul, 1878 - 523 pagini |
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... less bright . One born like Wordsworth , some fourteen years after Godwin , could hardly have drunk deep of the pre - Revolu- tion philosophy , unless he were a youth of precocious intellectual power ; he would not have come up out of ...
... less bright . One born like Wordsworth , some fourteen years after Godwin , could hardly have drunk deep of the pre - Revolu- tion philosophy , unless he were a youth of precocious intellectual power ; he would not have come up out of ...
Pagina 13
... less in the ebb and flow of the world , than at this time did Wordsworth . To Wordsworth the affairs of man did not seem a " process : " - " I revolved How much the destiny of man had hung Still upon single persons . " And in the ...
... less in the ebb and flow of the world , than at this time did Wordsworth . To Wordsworth the affairs of man did not seem a " process : " - " I revolved How much the destiny of man had hung Still upon single persons . " And in the ...
Pagina 15
... less to him than its eternal essence , its " spiritual form . " From a rich feeling for concrete fact like that possessed by Burke , the mind of Blake was of course as remote as was that of Godwin ; but while the Revolution gave visible ...
... less to him than its eternal essence , its " spiritual form . " From a rich feeling for concrete fact like that possessed by Burke , the mind of Blake was of course as remote as was that of Godwin ; but while the Revolution gave visible ...
Pagina 16
... Less able to endure the harshness of the evil days than was Wordsworth in his haughty ideality , Blake , after the September massacres , tore off his cockade , and wore his bonnet rouge no more . At a happier moment , in 1790 , appeared ...
... Less able to endure the harshness of the evil days than was Wordsworth in his haughty ideality , Blake , after the September massacres , tore off his cockade , and wore his bonnet rouge no more . At a happier moment , in 1790 , appeared ...
Pagina 17
... less by the faults and the crimes that they commit in the heat of passion or of their political convictions , than by the contempt that in the end they B acquire for the very convictions and passions that moved them The French ...
... less by the faults and the crimes that they commit in the heat of passion or of their political convictions , than by the contempt that in the end they B acquire for the very convictions and passions that moved them The French ...
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Pagina 101 - FLOWER in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower — but if I could understand What you are, root and all, and all in all, I should know what God and man is.
Pagina 172 - I STROVE with none, for none was worth my strife; Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art; I warmed both hands before the fire of life; It sinks, and I am ready to depart.
Pagina 522 - Prais'd be the fathomless universe, For life and joy, and for objects and knowledge curious, And for love, sweet love — but praise! praise! praise! For the sure-enwinding arms of cool-enfolding death. Dark mother always gliding near with soft feet, Have none chanted for thee a chant of fullest welcome? Then I chant it for thee, I glorify thee above all, I bring thee a song that when thou must indeed come, come unfalteringly.
Pagina 203 - Then comes the statelier Eden back to men : Then reign the world's great bridals, chaste and calm : Then springs the crowning race of humankind. May these things be ! ' Sighing she spoke
Pagina 224 - There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is naught, is silence implying sound; What was good shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.
Pagina 52 - Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to him whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints.
Pagina 200 - AN old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king ; Princes, the dregs of their dull race, who flow Through public scorn — mud from a muddy spring ; Rulers, who neither see, nor feel, nor know. But leech-like to their fainting country cling...
Pagina 216 - While man knows partly but conceives beside, Creeps ever on from fancies to the fact, And in this striving, this converting air Into a solid he may grasp and use, Finds progress, man's distinctive mark alone, Not God's, and not the beasts' : God is, they are, Man partly is and wholly hopes to be.
Pagina 209 - I wanted warmth and colour which I found In Lancelot - now I see thee what thou art, Thou art the highest and most human too, Not Lancelot, nor another. Is there none Will tell the King I love him tho
Pagina 224 - All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good shall exist ; Not its semblance, but itself; no beauty, nor good, nor power Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour. The high that proved too high, the heroic for earth too hard, The passion that left the ground to lose itself in the sky, Are music sent up to God by the lover and the bard ; Enough that he heard it once: we shall hear it by-and-by.