Sketches of the Poetical Literature of the Past Half-centuryW. Blackwood and Sons, 1856 - 335 էջ |
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... and Lovell . - The Lyrical Ballads . - William Wordsworth as a reformer of our poetry ; his peculiar views ; his faults and excellencies : extract from Goody Blake and Harry Gill ; X CONTENTS . Morning Sketch ; from Peter Bell ;
... and Lovell . - The Lyrical Ballads . - William Wordsworth as a reformer of our poetry ; his peculiar views ; his faults and excellencies : extract from Goody Blake and Harry Gill ; X CONTENTS . Morning Sketch ; from Peter Bell ;
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... Wordsworth , by Byron , by Crabbe , by Coleridge , by Wilson , by Campbell , by Southey , and their compeers ; and what science has achieved through Watt , through Davy , through Her- schel , through Dalton , through Brewster , through ...
... Wordsworth , by Byron , by Crabbe , by Coleridge , by Wilson , by Campbell , by Southey , and their compeers ; and what science has achieved through Watt , through Davy , through Her- schel , through Dalton , through Brewster , through ...
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David Macbeth Moir. WILLIAM COWPER . 9 was towards its setting when that of Wordsworth arose . Throwing aside pedantic trammels and metrical sing- song , he dared , after his own fashion , to look upon and describe nature , as well as ...
David Macbeth Moir. WILLIAM COWPER . 9 was towards its setting when that of Wordsworth arose . Throwing aside pedantic trammels and metrical sing- song , he dared , after his own fashion , to look upon and describe nature , as well as ...
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... Wordsworth , Southey , and Coleridge , had already , at the close of last century , begun to irradiate the lite- rary hemisphere , we find that the stars then nearest the zenith were Darwin , Hayley , and Cowper - that of the last ...
... Wordsworth , Southey , and Coleridge , had already , at the close of last century , begun to irradiate the lite- rary hemisphere , we find that the stars then nearest the zenith were Darwin , Hayley , and Cowper - that of the last ...
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... Wordsworth's day - that human- ising sentiment could be extracted from the daisy be- neath his feet , as well as ennobling emotions from " The lingering star with lessening ray , " that ushers in the light of the morn . " The fire ...
... Wordsworth's day - that human- ising sentiment could be extracted from the daisy be- neath his feet , as well as ennobling emotions from " The lingering star with lessening ray , " that ushers in the light of the morn . " The fire ...
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admiration Aird alike Allan Cunningham amid ballads Barry Cornwall beauty breath bright Burns Byron Campbell canto characteristic Childe clouds Coleridge composition Crabbe dark delight dream earth Ebenezer Elliot elegance excellence exquisite fancy feeling finest flowers Furness Abbey genius gentle Giaour glowing grace hand hath heart heaven human imagery imagination Isle of Palms James Hogg Joanna Baillie Keats Kilmeny Leigh Hunt less light literature look Lord Lord Byron manner Milton mind Moore morning mountains nature never night o'er Oriana original passages passion pathos peculiar picturesque poem poet poetical poetry Prisoner of Chillon regarded Sally Brown scarcely scenes Scott seemed sentiment Shelley song Southey spirit stanzas star style sublime sweet taste tenderness thee Theodore Hook things Thomas Thomas Aird Thomas Hood thou thought tion tone touches Twas verse wild Wilson wonderful Wordsworth writings young
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Էջ 251 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn : He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Էջ 157 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
Էջ 180 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning ! Dawn on our darkness and lend us Thine aid ! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid ! <#irst Sunbag after %ip|rang.— No.
Էջ 86 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Էջ 65 - There was a roaring in the wind all night; The rain came heavily and fell in floods; But now the sun is rising calm and bright; The birds are singing in the distant woods; Over his own sweet voice the Stock-dove broods; The Jay makes answer as the Magpie chatters; And all the air is filled with pleasant noise of waters.
Էջ 81 - Tinkled like iron; while far distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy not unnoticed, while the stars Eastward were sparkling clear, and in the west The orange sky of evening died away.
Էջ 125 - With priest's and warrior's voice between. No portents now our foes amaze, Forsaken Israel wanders lone: Our fathers would not know Thy ways, And Thou hast left them to their own.
Էջ 283 - Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young heads against their mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows, The young birds are chirping in the nest, The young fawns are playing with the shadows, The young flowers are blowing toward the west But the young, young children, O my brothers, They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in the playtime of the others, In the country of the free.
Էջ 223 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days, by emperor and clown ; Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
Էջ 144 - Though my perishing ranks should be strewed in their gore, Like ocean-weeds heaped on the surf-beaten shore, Lochiel, untainted by flight or by chains, While the kindling of life in his bosom remains, Shall victor exult, or in death be laid low, With his back to the field, and his feet to the foe ! And leaving in battle no blot on his name, Look proudly to heaven from the death-bed of fame.