Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative of Those First Requisites of Their Art; with Markings of the Best Passages, Critical Notices of the Writers, and an Essay in Answer to the Question, "What is Poetry?"Wiley and Putnam, 1845 - 255 sider |
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... golden dawn " issuing out of the white lily , in the rich yellow of the stamens . I have no desire to push this similarity further than it may be worth . Enough has been stated to show that , in poetical as in other analogies , " the ...
... golden dawn " issuing out of the white lily , in the rich yellow of the stamens . I have no desire to push this similarity further than it may be worth . Enough has been stated to show that , in poetical as in other analogies , " the ...
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... golden mist , From which there burnt a fiery - flaming light . And as , when smoke goes heaven - ward from a town , In some far island which its foes besiege , Who all day long with dreadful martialness Have pour'd from their own town ...
... golden mist , From which there burnt a fiery - flaming light . And as , when smoke goes heaven - ward from a town , In some far island which its foes besiege , Who all day long with dreadful martialness Have pour'd from their own town ...
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... golden apples , glistering bright , That goodly was their glory to behold ; On earth like never grew , nor living wight Like ever saw , but they from hence were sold ; 18 For those , which Hercules with conquest hold Got from great ...
... golden apples , glistering bright , That goodly was their glory to behold ; On earth like never grew , nor living wight Like ever saw , but they from hence were sold ; 18 For those , which Hercules with conquest hold Got from great ...
Side 65
... golden fruit , With which Acontius got his lover true , Whom he had long time sought with fruitless suit ; Here eke that famous golden apple grew , The which amongst the gods false Até threw ; For which the Idaan ladies disagreed , 19 ...
... golden fruit , With which Acontius got his lover true , Whom he had long time sought with fruitless suit ; Here eke that famous golden apple grew , The which amongst the gods false Até threw ; For which the Idaan ladies disagreed , 19 ...
Side 68
... golden tree for Proserpina is in Claudian , De Raptu Proserpinæ , lib . ii . , v . 290. But Spenser has made the flowers funereal , and added the " silver seat , ” . a strong yet still delicate contrast to the black flowers , and in ...
... golden tree for Proserpina is in Claudian , De Raptu Proserpinæ , lib . ii . , v . 290. But Spenser has made the flowers funereal , and added the " silver seat , ” . a strong yet still delicate contrast to the black flowers , and in ...
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Achilles alliteration angels Archimago Ariel Beaumont and Fletcher beauty Ben Jonson Caliban called canto Character charm Chaucer Christabel Coleridge Correggio CRITICAL NOTICE dance Dante delight Demogorgon divine doth dreadful dream earth enchanted exquisite eyes Faerie Faerie Queene fair fairy fancy feeling flowers garden genius gentle goddess golden goodly grace greatest hath head hear heart heaven Homer imagination Jove lady light live locks look lord Lycidas Macbeth Mammon melancholy Milton mind moon Morpheus nature never night o'er Orlando Furioso Orlando Innamorato Ovid painted Painter passage passion perhaps poem poet poetical poetry Priam Proserpine Queene reader rhyme round satyrs sense Shakspeare sing sleep soft song soul sound Spenser spirit sprites stanza sweet Tamburlaine thee thine things thought TITANIA tree truth unto verse versification wanton wind wings witch wood words writing δε
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Side 178 - And all their echoes, mourn : The willows and the hazel copses green Shall now no more be seen Fanning their joyous leaves to thy soft lays...
Side 174 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But, O sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower! Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what Love did seek!
Side 166 - Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe...
Side 240 - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He...
Side 180 - Enow of such, as for their bellies' sake Creep and intrude and climb into the fold! Of other care they little reckoning make Than how to scramble at the shearers' feast, And shove away the worthy bidden guest; Blind mouths! that scarce themselves know how to hold A sheep-hook, or have learned aught else the least That to the faithful herdman's art belongs!
Side 174 - Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...
Side 179 - Lycidas? For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old bards, the famous druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream-- Ay me! I fondly dream, Had ye been there; for what could that have done?
Side 21 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends ; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride...
Side 181 - And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes. Now, Lycidas, the shepherds weep no more; Henceforth thou art the Genius of the shore In thy large recompense, and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood.
Side 173 - But, first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation; And the mute Silence hist along, 'Less Philomel will deign a song, In her sweetest saddest plight, Smoothing the rugged brow of Night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke Gently o'er the accustomed oak.