The Poetical Works of Leigh HuntE. Moxon, 1832 - 361 pagini |
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Pagina xv
... , to think that the occasional quaintnesses and neologisms , which formerly disfigured the Story of Rimini , arose out of affectation . They were the sheer license of animal spirits . While I was writing them , I never PREFACE . XV.
... , to think that the occasional quaintnesses and neologisms , which formerly disfigured the Story of Rimini , arose out of affectation . They were the sheer license of animal spirits . While I was writing them , I never PREFACE . XV.
Pagina xvi
... never imagined that they were not proper to be indulged in . I have tropical blood in my veins , inherited through many generations , and was too full of impulse and sincerity to pretend to anything I did not feel . Probably the ...
... never imagined that they were not proper to be indulged in . I have tropical blood in my veins , inherited through many generations , and was too full of impulse and sincerity to pretend to anything I did not feel . Probably the ...
Pagina xviii
... never be injured by it ; but I take its true spirit to be this ; -that it carries onward the fervour of the poet's feeling ; delivers him for the moment , and on the most suitable occasions , from the ordinary laws of his verse ; and ...
... never be injured by it ; but I take its true spirit to be this ; -that it carries onward the fervour of the poet's feeling ; delivers him for the moment , and on the most suitable occasions , from the ordinary laws of his verse ; and ...
Pagina xxx
... But what praise could'st thou bestow on a deserving woman indeed ! one , that in the authority of her merit , did justly put on the vouch of very malice itself ? Iago . She that was ever fair , and never XXX PREFACE .
... But what praise could'st thou bestow on a deserving woman indeed ! one , that in the authority of her merit , did justly put on the vouch of very malice itself ? Iago . She that was ever fair , and never XXX PREFACE .
Pagina xxxi
... never proud , Had tongue at will , and yet was never loud ; Never lack'd gold , and yet went never gay ; Fled from her wish , and yet said , ' Now I may ; ' She that , being anger'd , her revenge being nigh , Bade her wrong stay , and ...
... never proud , Had tongue at will , and yet was never loud ; Never lack'd gold , and yet went never gay ; Fled from her wish , and yet said , ' Now I may ; ' She that , being anger'd , her revenge being nigh , Bade her wrong stay , and ...
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Alcmena ALMANZOR amor Amphitryon AMYNTAS Arsaces Bacchus beauty bless bower breath bride brother CANTO chanoine cried dance dear delight dreadful drink Dryden EDWARD MOXON eyes face fair fancy fear feel felt flowers gentle Giovanni golden grace green hair half hand head hear heart Hero and Leander heroic couplet IMOGEN JAMES SHERIDAN KNOWLES king King Ban kiss knight ladies light lips locks look look'd lord lovers Montepulciano nature never noble o'er ogni once pain panther passage Paulo PIRITHOUS poem poetry poets portamento pride prince Ravenna rhyme ROBERT SOUTHEY rose round scarcely scorn seemed shade shew sigh sight sing Sirmio sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit squires Story of Rimini sweet sword tazze tears thee Theocritus thing thou thought Tiresias took Trebbiano trees truth turn twas verse voice wine word δὲ καὶ
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Pagina xx - Till you, the best Vitruvius, come at length, Our beauties equal, but excel our strength. Firm Doric pillars found your solid base, The fair Corinthian crowns the higher space; Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
Pagina xxix - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To lose good days, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow; To have thy prince's grace, yet want her peers...
Pagina xxxv - Eternal HOPE ! when yonder spheres sublime Peal'd their first notes to sound the march of Time, Thy joyous youth began — but not to fade. — When all the sister planets have...
Pagina 229 - Bithynos liquisse campos et videre te in tuto ! o quid solutis est beatius curis ? cum mens onus reponit, ac peregrino labore fessi venimus larem ad nostrum desideratoque acquiescimus lecto. hoc est, quod unum est pro laboribus tantis.
Pagina 253 - Chiare, fresche e dolci acque, ove le belle membra pose colei che sola a me par donna; gentil ramo ove piacque (con sospir mi rimembra) a lei di fare al bel fianco colonna; erba e fior che la gonna leggiadra ricoverse co l'angelico seno; aere sacro sereno ove Amor co' begli occhi il cor m'aperse: date udìenzia insieme a le dolenti mie parole estreme.
Pagina 259 - 1 suo grembo; Et ella si sedea Umile in tanta gloria, Coverta già de l'amoroso nembo. Qual fior cadea sul lembo, Qual su le treccie bionde, Ch'oro forbito e perle Eran quel dì a vederle ; Qual si posava in terra, e qual su l'onde ; Qual con un vago errore Girando parea dir: 'Qui regna Amore.
Pagina 211 - It flows through old hushed Egypt and its sands, Like some grave mighty thought threading a dream And times and things, as in that vision, seem Keeping along it their eternal stands,— Caves, pillars, pyramids, the shepherd bands That roamed through the young world, the glory extreme Of high Sesostris, and that southern beam, The laughing queen that caught the world's great hands. Then comes a mightier silence, stern and strong, As of a world left empty of its throng, And the void weighs on us;...
Pagina 280 - What pleases is permitted. Then among streams and flowers The little winged powers Went singing carols without torch or bow; The nymphs and shepherds sat Mingling with innocent chat Sports and low whispers; and with whispers low, Kisses that would not go. The maiden, budding o'er, Kept not her bloom uneyed, Which now a veil must hide, Nor the crisp apples which her bosom bore; And oftentimes, in river or in lake, The lover and his love their merry bath would take. 'Twas...
Pagina 260 - How often then I said, .. Inward, and filled with dread, "Doubtless this creature came from paradise !" For at her look the while, Her voice, and her sweet smile And heavenly air, truth parted from mine eyes; So that, with long-drawn sighs, I said, as far from men, " How came I here, and when ?
Pagina 277 - LOVELY age of gold ! Not that the rivers rolled With milk, or that the woods wept honeydew; Not that the ready ground Produced without a wound, Or the mild serpent had no tooth that slew , Not that a cloudless blue For ever was in sight, Or that the heaven, which burns And now is cold by turns, Looked out in glad and everlasting light ; No, nor that even the insolent ships from far Brought war to no new lands, nor riches worse than war...