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Side 23
... less , though with them she is the greater favorite . Spenser has great imagination and fancy too , but more of the latter ; Milton both also , the very greatest , but with imagination predominant ; Chaucer , the strongest imagination ...
... less , though with them she is the greater favorite . Spenser has great imagination and fancy too , but more of the latter ; Milton both also , the very greatest , but with imagination predominant ; Chaucer , the strongest imagination ...
Side 29
... less woman - loving than great poet . ) Any poetaster can be smooth . Smoothness abounds in all small poets , as sweetness does in the greater . Sweetness is the smoothness of grace and delicacy , of the sympathy with the pleasing and ...
... less woman - loving than great poet . ) Any poetaster can be smooth . Smoothness abounds in all small poets , as sweetness does in the greater . Sweetness is the smoothness of grace and delicacy , of the sympathy with the pleasing and ...
Side 32
... less confident foot would have stumbled over it . Such is Dryden's use of the word might — the mere sign of a tense- in his pretended ridicule of the monkish practice of rising to sing psalms in the night . And much they griev'd to see ...
... less confident foot would have stumbled over it . Such is Dryden's use of the word might — the mere sign of a tense- in his pretended ridicule of the monkish practice of rising to sing psalms in the night . And much they griev'd to see ...
Side 34
... less cogitabund , whatever may be the requirements of its class . Young writers should bear in mind , that even some of the very best materials for poetry are not poetry built ; and that the smallest marble shrine , of exquisite ...
... less cogitabund , whatever may be the requirements of its class . Young writers should bear in mind , that even some of the very best materials for poetry are not poetry built ; and that the smallest marble shrine , of exquisite ...
Side 41
... less strong , to divide it ( when not in coup- lets ) at the proper intervals , to repeat it many times where lux- ury or animal spirits demand it ( see an instance in Titania's speech to the Fairies ) , to impress an affecting or ...
... less strong , to divide it ( when not in coup- lets ) at the proper intervals , to repeat it many times where lux- ury or animal spirits demand it ( see an instance in Titania's speech to the Fairies ) , to impress an affecting or ...
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Ariel Beaumont and Fletcher beauty Ben Jonson Bessus Caliban character charm Chaucer Coleridge Corb dance Dante delight devil doth dream earth exquisite eyes Faerie Queene fair fairy fancy fear feeling flowers genius gentle give grace hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven Hecate horse Hudibras humor imagination Kath king lady live look lord Lycidas Macbeth Mammon melancholy Milton mock-heroic Molière moon Morpheus mortal nature never night nymphs o'er Oberon passage passion Petruchio play poem poet poetical poetry pray Priam Proserpina queen quod quoth reader rhyme sense Shakspeare sing sleep soft Sompnour song soul sound speak Spenser spirit stanza sweet Sycorax Tamburlaine Tartuffe tell thee Theoph things thou art thought TITANIA truth unto verse wanton wind witch wood word writing young
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Side 219 - What thou art we know not: what is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, as from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden in the light of thought, singing hymns unbidden till the world is wrought to sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
Side 189 - And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. 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.
Side 252 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret...
Side 252 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Side 177 - Less than archangel ruined, and the excess Of glory obscured ; as when the sun, new risen, Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams, or from behind the moon, In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs.
Side 233 - ST. AGNES' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold: Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith.
Side 194 - Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe.
Side 88 - Was parmaceti for an inward bruise ; And that it was great pity, so it was, This villanous saltpetre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly ; and but for these vile guns He would himself have been a soldier.
Side 250 - Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
Side 186 - 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