Literature and ArtFowlers and Wells, 1852 - 183 páginas |
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... seem to warrant the lofty eulogiums of her personal friends , based rather on what she said and was , than on what she did and wrote . Her " Summer on the Lakes " is an admira- ble book of its kind , embodying the fairest and most vivid ...
... seem to warrant the lofty eulogiums of her personal friends , based rather on what she said and was , than on what she did and wrote . Her " Summer on the Lakes " is an admira- ble book of its kind , embodying the fairest and most vivid ...
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... seem to have outgrown now , just as I hope I shall think ten years hence of what I write to - day . But I find an identity in the main views and ideas , a substantial har- mony among these pieces , and I think those who have been ...
... seem to have outgrown now , just as I hope I shall think ten years hence of what I write to - day . But I find an identity in the main views and ideas , a substantial har- mony among these pieces , and I think those who have been ...
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... seem to be objects of interest I shall take the hint , and consign the rest to the peaceful seclusion of the garret . I regret omitting some pieces explanatory of foreign authors , that would have more interest now than when those ...
... seem to be objects of interest I shall take the hint , and consign the rest to the peaceful seclusion of the garret . I regret omitting some pieces explanatory of foreign authors , that would have more interest now than when those ...
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... seems that their present position commands the universe . Thus the essays on the works of others , which are called criti- cisms , are often , in fact , mere records of impressions . To judge of their value you must know where the man ...
... seems that their present position commands the universe . Thus the essays on the works of others , which are called criti- cisms , are often , in fact , mere records of impressions . To judge of their value you must know where the man ...
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... seems to me , has been the greatest mistake in the conduct of these journals . A smooth monotony has been at- tained , an uniformity of tone , so that from the title of a journal you can infer the tenor of all its chapters . But nature ...
... seems to me , has been the greatest mistake in the conduct of these journals . A smooth monotony has been at- tained , an uniformity of tone , so that from the title of a journal you can infer the tenor of all its chapters . But nature ...
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Literature and Art: Two Parts, in One Volume (1852) Sarah Margaret Fuller Sin vista previa disponible - 2009 |
Literature and Art: Two Parts, in One Volume (1852) Sarah Margaret Fuller Sin vista previa disponible - 2009 |
Términos y frases comunes
admirable Ambla Artevelde artist Bach beauty Beethoven better breast brother calm character Charles Wesley charm child clavichord critic Dædalus deep delight divine drama earnest earth expression faith fancy feel felt flowers fugue genius give grace Handel happy harmony harpsichord Haydn hear heart heaven honour hope hour human intellectual interest John Sebastian less light literature lives look Lord Madame de Staël Margaret Fuller means melody mind misanthropy Mozart muse nature never noble o'er Paracelsus passages passion perfect Philip Van Artevelde picture play pleasure poems poet poetic poetry present Prince reverence rich scene seems Senesino Shakspeare Sir James Mackintosh song soul speak spirit Strafford Swedenborgianism sweet sympathy taste tender thee things thou thought tion tone true truth verse whole wish woman words Wordsworth write
Pasajes populares
Página 71 - What thou art we know not: What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
Página 70 - Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire ; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning « Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.
Página 72 - Like a glow-worm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass, which screen it from the view.
Página 37 - I was confirmed in this opinion, that he who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things, ought himself to be a true poem...
Página 88 - And those thin clouds above, in flakes and bars, That give away their motion to the stars; Those stars, that glide behind them or between, Now sparkling, now bedimmed, but always seen: Yon crescent Moon, as fixed as if it grew In its own cloudless, starless lake of blue; I see them all so excellently fair, I see, not feel how beautiful they are!
Página 40 - The dropping of the daylight in the West, The bough of cherries some officious fool Broke in the orchard for her, the white mule She rode with round the terrace— all and each Would draw from her alike the approving speech, Or blush, at least.
Página 87 - A grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear, A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet, no relief, In word, or sigh, or tear O Lady!
Página 20 - Angel's age. God's breath in man returning to his birth, The soul in paraphrase, heart in pilgrimage, The Christian plummet sounding heaven and earth ; Engine against th...
Página 75 - The wind, the tempest roaring high, The tumult of a tropic sky, Might well be dangerous food For him, a youth to whom was given So much of earth, so much of heaven, And such impetuous blood.
Página 74 - Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tresses grew Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew, Vibrated, as the ever-beating heart Shook the weak hand that grasped it; of that crew He came the last, neglected and apart; A herd-abandoned deer struck by the hunter's dart.