Poetry Explained for the Use of Young PeopleJ. Johnson, 72, St. Paul's Churchyard., 1802 - 115 páginas |
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... prose it would be placed thus : -For he the sage who judged of things with an unprejudiced eye , ( not dazzled with outward appearances ) beheld the triumphs of the field with pain . The field - means the plain on which he ran ; and the ...
... prose it would be placed thus : -For he the sage who judged of things with an unprejudiced eye , ( not dazzled with outward appearances ) beheld the triumphs of the field with pain . The field - means the plain on which he ran ; and the ...
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... prose or com- mon conversation to talk of lul ing a sheep - pen or fold . The word fold is sometimes used as a verb - to " fold his flock " means to shut his flock up in a fold . III . Save that from yonder ivy - mantled tower , The ...
... prose or com- mon conversation to talk of lul ing a sheep - pen or fold . The word fold is sometimes used as a verb - to " fold his flock " means to shut his flock up in a fold . III . Save that from yonder ivy - mantled tower , The ...
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... prose , but few epithets are used ; and in poetry they should not be crowded too closely , and they should never appear super- fluous . When two epithets are joined together as , ivy - mantled , they are called compound epithets ...
... prose , but few epithets are used ; and in poetry they should not be crowded too closely , and they should never appear super- fluous . When two epithets are joined together as , ivy - mantled , they are called compound epithets ...
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... prose , in one of his letters from Italy , when he points out objects to his friend Mr. West , as if he were present and could see them . " There is a moon ! There are stars for you ! Do not you hear the fountain ? Do not you smell the ...
... prose , in one of his letters from Italy , when he points out objects to his friend Mr. West , as if he were present and could see them . " There is a moon ! There are stars for you ! Do not you hear the fountain ? Do not you smell the ...
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... prose would be nonsense ; but in poetry , if any obscure or transitory feeling of the mind can be called up by words that convey no very distinct meaning , we pass over the inac- curacy of expression , and favour the inten- tion of the ...
... prose would be nonsense ; but in poetry , if any obscure or transitory feeling of the mind can be called up by words that convey no very distinct meaning , we pass over the inac- curacy of expression , and favour the inten- tion of the ...
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Página 77 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Página 50 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Página 71 - And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring, To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt.
Página 66 - Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made hell grant what love did seek. Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold...
Página 46 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of link-ed sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed, and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running ; Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of Harmony : That Orpheus...
Página 39 - Sometimes, with secure delight, The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid Dancing in the chequered shade...
Página 34 - Through the high wood echoing shrill : Sometime walking not unseen By hedgerow elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate, Where the great Sun begins his state, Robed in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight...
Página 30 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Página 75 - With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light. There let the pealing organ blow, To the full-voiced quire below, In service high and anthems clear, As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.
Página 55 - There, held in holy passion still, Forget thyself to marble, till With a sad leaden downward cast Thou fix them on the earth as fast: And join with thee calm Peace, and Quiet, Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing...