A Short History of German LiteratureG.I. Jones, 1879 - 628 sider |
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Side 411
... Heine lashed as with a whip of scorpions in one of the bitterest of satires , Göthe felt his head go round with giddiness . " It is no light matter , " he said , " to work out the powerful im- pression produced by the king's presence ...
... Heine lashed as with a whip of scorpions in one of the bitterest of satires , Göthe felt his head go round with giddiness . " It is no light matter , " he said , " to work out the powerful im- pression produced by the king's presence ...
Side 486
... Heine's characterization : " Jean Paul's periods con- sist of little rooms , which are often so narrow that if one idea meets another there they bump their heads together ; above on the ceiling are hooks on which Jean Paul hangs all ...
... Heine's characterization : " Jean Paul's periods con- sist of little rooms , which are often so narrow that if one idea meets another there they bump their heads together ; above on the ceiling are hooks on which Jean Paul hangs all ...
Side 489
... great battle - sword , but his arm was much too weak to strike the blows of the champion . " 1 Hauptströmungen der Literatur des 19ten Jahrhunderts . 2 Heine . His main work however , the well - known lectures THE ROMANTIC SCHOOL . 489.
... great battle - sword , but his arm was much too weak to strike the blows of the champion . " 1 Hauptströmungen der Literatur des 19ten Jahrhunderts . 2 Heine . His main work however , the well - known lectures THE ROMANTIC SCHOOL . 489.
Side 503
... Heine calls the most beautiful of Uhland's songs , one which in his boyhood Heine declaimed , sitting among the ruins of the old castle at Düsseldorf , until he heard his voice reëchoed by the water - spirits from the Rhine : The ...
... Heine calls the most beautiful of Uhland's songs , one which in his boyhood Heine declaimed , sitting among the ruins of the old castle at Düsseldorf , until he heard his voice reëchoed by the water - spirits from the Rhine : The ...
Side 504
... Heine puts it : " Precisely because his intentions were so honest as regards the modern time , he could no longer sing the songs of the old time with his former enthusiasm . Since his Pega- sus was a knightly charger only , which liked ...
... Heine puts it : " Precisely because his intentions were so honest as regards the modern time , he could no longer sing the songs of the old time with his former enthusiasm . Since his Pega- sus was a knightly charger only , which liked ...
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appears arms artist battle beautiful became become castle century character Charlotte von Stein Christian court cries critic death drama emperor epic Etzel eyes faith famous father figure Friedrich Schlegel genius German literature give Göthe Gudrun Gunther Gustavus Hagen hand heart Heine Heinrich Heine Herder Hermann Grimm hero Hohenstauffen honor human ideas Iliad Ilsan king Klopstock Kriemhild Kurz land Leipsic length Lessing Lessing's lived Luther Lützen maid Mastersingers mediæval mighty mind Minnesingers moral nature never Nibelungen Lied night noble Novalis once pass passion perhaps plain poem poet poetic poetry present princes prose race Rhine Romanticism Rüdiger says scarcely scene Schiller seemed side Siegfried sing sometimes songs soul spirit stand stood story Strassburg Swedes sword Taste Teutonic thee thing thou thought tion tower truth utter voice Wallenstein Weimar wife wild Worms writers youth
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Side 368 - WERTHER had a love for Charlotte Such as words could never utter ; Would you know how first he met her ? She was cutting bread and butter. Charlotte was a married lady, And a moral man was Werther, And for all the wealth of Indies, Would do nothing for to hurt her. So he sighed and pined and ogled, And his passion boiled and bubbled, Till he blew his silly brains out, And no more was by it troubled. Charlotte, having seen his body Borne before her...
Side 197 - And though this world, with devils filled, Should threaten to undo us; We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph through us: The Prince of Darkness grim, We tremble not for him; His rage we can endure, For lo! his doom is sure, One little word shall fell him.
Side 197 - A mighty fortress is our God, A bulwark never failing; Our helper he amid the flood Of mortal ills prevailing. For still our ancient foe Doth seek to work us woe; His craft and power are great, And, armed with cruel hate, On earth is not his equal.
Side 360 - Rauch's statuette. His complexion was very bright, clear, and rosy. His eyes extraordinarily dark, piercing, and brilliant. I felt quite afraid before them, and recollect comparing them to the eyes of the hero of a certain romance called Melmoth the Wanderer...
Side 575 - ... it. In fact, under the rude yet also artificial character of newspaper style, each separate monster period is a vast arch, which, not receiving its keystone, not being locked into self-supporting cohesion, until you nearly reach its close, imposes of necessity upon the unhappy reader all the onus of its ponderous weight through the main process of its construction.
Side 553 - They were lovely and pleasant in their lives, and in their deaths they were not divided.
Side 368 - Charlotte, having seen his body Borne before her on a shutter, Like a well-conducted person, Went on cutting bread and butter.
Side 333 - The features were large and liberally cut, as in the fine sweeping lines of Greek Art. The brow lofty and massive, from beneath which shone large lustrous brown eyes of marvellous beauty, their pupils being of almost unexampled size; the slightly aquiline...
Side 272 - Laokoon,' which transported us from the region of miserable observation into the free fields of thought. The so long misunderstood ut pictura pocsis was at once set aside; the difference between art and poetry made clear; the peaks of both appeared separated, however near each other might be their bases. The former had to confine itself...
Side 193 - It shall be so; go and write him so.' "Therefore, my dear little son Johnny, learn and pray away! and tell Lippus and Jost, too, that they must learn and pray. And then you shall come to the garden together. Herewith I commend thee to Almighty God. And greet Aunt Lehne, and give her a kiss for my sake. "Thy dear father, "Anno 1530.