The Romantic Movement in English PoetryA. Constable, 1909 - 344 Seiten |
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... voice from another in the repetition of a single phrase . Prose , in its rudi- mentary stage , is merely recorded speech ; but , as one may talk in prose all one's life without knowing it , so it may be that the conscious form of verse ...
... voice from another in the repetition of a single phrase . Prose , in its rudi- mentary stage , is merely recorded speech ; but , as one may talk in prose all one's life without knowing it , so it may be that the conscious form of verse ...
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... voice is it that cries in this disembodied ec- stasy ? The voice of desire is not in it , nor the voice of passion , nor the cry of the heart , nor the cry of the sinner to God , nor of the lover of nature to nature . It neither seeks ...
... voice is it that cries in this disembodied ec- stasy ? The voice of desire is not in it , nor the voice of passion , nor the cry of the heart , nor the cry of the sinner to God , nor of the lover of nature to nature . It neither seeks ...
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... voice was soft , which yet a charm could lend Like that which spoke of a departed friend , And a meek sadness sat upon her smile . ' Bowles himself , who repaid Coleridge's early devotion with a 66 ROMANTIC MOVEMENT IN ENGLISH POETRY.
... voice was soft , which yet a charm could lend Like that which spoke of a departed friend , And a meek sadness sat upon her smile . ' Bowles himself , who repaid Coleridge's early devotion with a 66 ROMANTIC MOVEMENT IN ENGLISH POETRY.
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... voice ; if I did not say ill - natured things no one would hear what I said . ' He was a benefactor to Wordsworth , to Campbell , to Sheridan , to Moore ; a peacemaker among poets ; a friend to men of genius and children . It was ...
... voice ; if I did not say ill - natured things no one would hear what I said . ' He was a benefactor to Wordsworth , to Campbell , to Sheridan , to Moore ; a peacemaker among poets ; a friend to men of genius and children . It was ...
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... voices that he has heard speaking when others were aware of nothing but silence . Thus it is that in the interpretation of natural things he can be absolutely pellucid , like pure light , which renders to us every object in its own ...
... voices that he has heard speaking when others were aware of nothing but silence . Thus it is that in the interpretation of natural things he can be absolutely pellucid , like pure light , which renders to us every object in its own ...
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Seite 304 - Dilke on various subjects; several things dove-tailed in my mind, and at once it struck me what quality went to form a Man of Achievement, especially in Literature, and which Shakespeare possessed so enormously— I mean Negative Capability, that is, when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason...
Seite 83 - Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is- the impassioned expression which is in the countenance of all science.
Seite 84 - It may be safely affirmed that there neither is, nor can be, any essential difference between the language of prose and metrical composition.
Seite 241 - Could I embody and unbosom now That which is most within me — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe — into one word, And that one word were Lightning, I would speak ; But as it is, I live and die unheard, With a most voiceless thought, sheathing it as a sword.
Seite 84 - I hoped, might be of some use to ascertain, how far, by fitting to metrical arrangement a selection of the real language of men in a state of vivid sensation, that sort of pleasure and that quantity of pleasure may be imparted, which a Poet may rationally endeavour to impart.
Seite 138 - My shaping spirit of Imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be still and patient, all I can; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man — This was my sole resource, my only plan: Till that which suits a part infects the whole, And now is almost grown the habit of my soul.
Seite 40 - Whether in Heaven ye wander fair, Or the green corners of the earth, Or the blue regions of the air, Where the melodious winds have birth; Whether on crystal rocks ye rove, Beneath the bosom of the sea Wandering in many a coral grove Fair Nine, forsaking Poetry! How have you left the ancient love That bards of old enjoyed in you! The languid strings do scarcely move! The sound is forced, the notes are few!
Seite 156 - Give glory to the Lord your God, before he cause darkness, and before your feet stumble upon the dark mountains, and, while ye look for light, he turn it into the shadow of death, and make it gross darkness.
Seite 231 - The mountain sheep are sweeter, But the valley sheep are fatter ; We therefore deemed it meeter To carry off the latter.
Seite 311 - The Imagination may be compared to Adam's dream, — he awoke and found it truth...