Papers on Literature and Art, Partes1-2Wiley and Putnam, 1846 |
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Página 46
... touch , is in nowise profaned ; and the most elevated , as well as the most consoling view is taken with the confidence of one who had seen into the very depths of Hall's nature . There is no pity , no flattery - no ill - advised ...
... touch , is in nowise profaned ; and the most elevated , as well as the most consoling view is taken with the confidence of one who had seen into the very depths of Hall's nature . There is no pity , no flattery - no ill - advised ...
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... touch upon a variety of subjects with that lightness , grace , and rapidity , which constantly excite and never exhaust the attention , the love for sparkling sallies , the playfulness and variety , which make a man brilliant and ...
... touch upon a variety of subjects with that lightness , grace , and rapidity , which constantly excite and never exhaust the attention , the love for sparkling sallies , the playfulness and variety , which make a man brilliant and ...
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... touch so masterly and vigorous , with such tact at knowing where to stop , that we must look for the faults in order to see them . There is little , if any , origin- ality of thought ; no profound meaning ; no esoteric charm , which you ...
... touch so masterly and vigorous , with such tact at knowing where to stop , that we must look for the faults in order to see them . There is little , if any , origin- ality of thought ; no profound meaning ; no esoteric charm , which you ...
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... touching than despair , If ' twas reality he felt ? " or , " Fair as some classic dome , Robust and richly graced , Your Kemble's spirit was the home ' Of genius and of taste.— Taste like the silent dial's power , That , when supernal ...
... touching than despair , If ' twas reality he felt ? " or , " Fair as some classic dome , Robust and richly graced , Your Kemble's spirit was the home ' Of genius and of taste.— Taste like the silent dial's power , That , when supernal ...
Página 66
... touch and truth of colouring . Scott's faculties being nicely balanced , never disturbed one another ; we per- ceive this even more distinctly in his poetry than in his prose , perhaps because less excited while reading it . I have said ...
... touch and truth of colouring . Scott's faculties being nicely balanced , never disturbed one another ; we per- ceive this even more distinctly in his poetry than in his prose , perhaps because less excited while reading it . I have said ...
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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 72 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
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 40 - In speech (which I have not) to make your will Quite clear to such an one, and say, "Just this "Or that in you disgusts me; here you miss, "Or there exceed the mark...
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 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.
Página 74 - A love in desolation masked— a Power Girt round with weakness — it can scarce uplift The weight of the superincumbent hour ; It is a dying lamp, a falling shower, A breaking billow ; — even whilst we speak Is it not broken ? On the withering flower The killing sun smiles brightly ; on a cheek The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break.
Página 157 - Rise the blue Franconian mountains, Nuremberg, the ancient, stands. Quaint old town of toil and traffic, quaint old town of art and song, Memories haunt thy pointed gables, like the rooks that round them throng: Memories of the Middle Ages, when the emperors, rough and bold, Had their dwelling in thy castle, time-defying, centuries old; And thy brave and thrifty burghers boasted, in their uncouth rhyme, That their great imperial city stretched its hand through every clime.
Página 72 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be; Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee; Thou lovest, but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
Página 88 - To lift the smothering weight from off my breast? It were a vain endeavour, Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west: I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.