Papers on Literature and Art, Partes1-2Wiley and Putnam, 1846 |
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... wish that I could find time to write , " it will be a satisfaction to know that , though the last twenty months is the first period in my life when it has been permitted me to make my pen my chief means of expressing my thoughts , yet I ...
... wish that I could find time to write , " it will be a satisfaction to know that , though the last twenty months is the first period in my life when it has been permitted me to make my pen my chief means of expressing my thoughts , yet I ...
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... wish to meet thinking men , not schoolmasters or pleaders . We wish that they should do full justice to their own view , but also that they should be frank with us , and , if now our superiors , treat us as if we might some time rise to ...
... wish to meet thinking men , not schoolmasters or pleaders . We wish that they should do full justice to their own view , but also that they should be frank with us , and , if now our superiors , treat us as if we might some time rise to ...
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... wish to hear in prose the meaning of my melody . I do not wish to see my seed neatly put away beneath a paper label . Answer in new pœans to the soul of our souls . Wake me to sweeter childhood by a fresher growth . At pres- ent you are ...
... wish to hear in prose the meaning of my melody . I do not wish to see my seed neatly put away beneath a paper label . Answer in new pœans to the soul of our souls . Wake me to sweeter childhood by a fresher growth . At pres- ent you are ...
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... demand is my criticism . POET . If one object does not satisfy you , pass on to another and say nothing . CRITIC . It is not so that it would be well with me . I must penetrate the secret of my wishes , verify the justice A DIALOGUE . 13.
... demand is my criticism . POET . If one object does not satisfy you , pass on to another and say nothing . CRITIC . It is not so that it would be well with me . I must penetrate the secret of my wishes , verify the justice A DIALOGUE . 13.
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Margaret Fuller. penetrate the secret of my wishes , verify the justice of my rea- sonings . I must examine , compare , sift , and winnow ; what can bear this ordeal remains to me as pure gold . I cannot pass on till I know what I feel ...
Margaret Fuller. penetrate the secret of my wishes , verify the justice of my rea- sonings . I must examine , compare , sift , and winnow ; what can bear this ordeal remains to me as pure gold . I cannot pass on till I know what I feel ...
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admirable Ambla Artevelde artist Bach beauty Beethoven better breast brother calm character Charles Wesley charm child clavichord critic Dædalus deep delight divine drama earth expression eyes 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 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 Theodorus Bailey things thou thought tion tone touch true truth verse whole wish words Wordsworth write
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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 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 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 37 - Fra Pandolf" by design: for never read Strangers like you that pictured countenance, The depth and passion of its earnest glance, But to myself they turned (since none puts by The curtain I have drawn for you, but I...
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 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.
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 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 ! in.
Página 75 - Who, if he rise to station of command, Rises by open means; and there will stand On honorable terms, or else retire, And in himself possess his own desire; Who comprehends his trust, and to the same Keeps faithful with a singleness of aim...