English Literature and Its Backgrounds: From the forerunners of romanticism to the presentDryden Press, 1966 |
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... soul " standing on the threshold of experience , " shrinking in fear from the lot which it knows to be the destiny of mortal existence . The Songs of Experience ( see p . 89 ) , published in 1794 , find the soul already exposed to evil ...
... soul " standing on the threshold of experience , " shrinking in fear from the lot which it knows to be the destiny of mortal existence . The Songs of Experience ( see p . 89 ) , published in 1794 , find the soul already exposed to evil ...
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... soul , with kings and popes to see , Reaching , that heaven might so replenish him , Above and through his art - for it gives way ; That arm is wrongly put - and there again— A fault to pardon in the drawing's lines , Its body , so to ...
... soul , with kings and popes to see , Reaching , that heaven might so replenish him , Above and through his art - for it gives way ; That arm is wrongly put - and there again— A fault to pardon in the drawing's lines , Its body , so to ...
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... soul may repel us , not because we mis- ing sense of the world , the tight hold of which understand it . The way in which theological secures true composition and not mere loose accre- interests sometimes avail themselves of language ...
... soul may repel us , not because we mis- ing sense of the world , the tight hold of which understand it . The way in which theological secures true composition and not mere loose accre- interests sometimes avail themselves of language ...
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The Forerunners of Romanticism | 1 |
GENERAL INTRODUCTION | 7 |
THOMAS GRAY 17161771 | 26 |
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