An Introduction to the Study of PoetryK. Paul, Trench & Company, 1882 - 328 páginas |
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... called loosely sensation and consciousness , or perception and conception , it is frequently the case that the one exists without the other . Extreme emotion may make us insensible to the pain of a wound , to a sight , or a sound ; and ...
... called loosely sensation and consciousness , or perception and conception , it is frequently the case that the one exists without the other . Extreme emotion may make us insensible to the pain of a wound , to a sight , or a sound ; and ...
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... called ) which they with blended might Accomplish . " I have said that the active conceptive power of the mind may be absent or dormant , and thus pro- duce an unconsciousness of what the senses present to us . Notice , in passing ...
... called ) which they with blended might Accomplish . " I have said that the active conceptive power of the mind may be absent or dormant , and thus pro- duce an unconsciousness of what the senses present to us . Notice , in passing ...
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... called λóyos , the power of classification , and which we call under- standing , or the conceptive power . " The act of the understanding , " says Coleridge , " that brings any given object or impression into the same class with any ...
... called λóyos , the power of classification , and which we call under- standing , or the conceptive power . " The act of the understanding , " says Coleridge , " that brings any given object or impression into the same class with any ...
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... called poets nowadays who supply us with this , or else some poor feebly glimmering idea , instead of being revealed to us by the writer , is hidden and smothered by a tangled foreign overgrowth of language springing from chance - sown ...
... called poets nowadays who supply us with this , or else some poor feebly glimmering idea , instead of being revealed to us by the writer , is hidden and smothered by a tangled foreign overgrowth of language springing from chance - sown ...
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... called poetry and art ( and I fear that by far the greater amount of modern literature - to say nothing of modern plays , and modern pictures— comes under this class ) , it is our duty , if we are not to acquiesce in the severe sentence ...
... called poetry and art ( and I fear that by far the greater amount of modern literature - to say nothing of modern plays , and modern pictures— comes under this class ) , it is our duty , if we are not to acquiesce in the severe sentence ...
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Página 83 - I see before me the Gladiator lie; He leans upon his hand, — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony. And his drooped head sinks gradually low, And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow, From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him, — he is gone Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
Página 198 - Lyrical Ballads, in which it was agreed that my endeavours should be directed to persons and characters supernatural, or at least romantic — yet so as to transfer from our inward nature a human interest and a semblance of truth sufficient to procure for these shadows of imagination that willing suspension of disbelief, for the moment, which constitutes poetic faith.
Página 268 - He is made one with Nature. There is heard His voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder to the song of night's sweet bird. He is a presence to be felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone ; Spreading itself where'er that Power may move Which has withdrawn his being to its own, Which wields the world with never-wearied love, Sustains it from beneath, and kindles it above.
Página 102 - The other Shape — If shape it might be called that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb; Or substance might be called that shadow seemed, For each seemed either — black it stood as Night, Fierce as ten Furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart: what seemed his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Página 260 - Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self ! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: — do I wake or sleep?
Página 214 - The immeasurable height Of woods decaying, never to be decayed, The stationary blasts of waterfalls, And in the narrow rent at every turn Winds thwarting winds, bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky...
Página 119 - I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope thro' darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope.
Página 309 - And flowering weeds, and fragrant copses dress The bones of Desolation's nakedness Pass, till the Spirit of the spot shall lead Thy footsteps to a slope of green access Where, like an infant's smile, over the dead, A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread.
Página 235 - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Página 17 - REYNOLDS, Rev. JW— The Supernatural in Nature. A Verification by Free Use of Science. Third Edition, Revised and Enlarged, Demy 8vo, 14^.