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... merely a collection of short poems with something intervening , something that is generally not poetry , but also generally not pure prose ; some- thing of a middle nature which at once preserves and modulates the effect of the more ...
... merely a collection of short poems with something intervening , something that is generally not poetry , but also generally not pure prose ; some- thing of a middle nature which at once preserves and modulates the effect of the more ...
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... merely the translation into words of an eternal embrace . In such ways , then , and very commonly , Shake- speare makes his surprising effects , but almost equally commonly he startles us by his feelings aloud , getting the thing ...
... merely the translation into words of an eternal embrace . In such ways , then , and very commonly , Shake- speare makes his surprising effects , but almost equally commonly he startles us by his feelings aloud , getting the thing ...
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... merely descriptive , which yet affect us as essentially poetical . Meditation is an in- tellectual process , and description is the product of observation . It is as possible to meditate without any emotion at all , as it is possible to ...
... merely descriptive , which yet affect us as essentially poetical . Meditation is an in- tellectual process , and description is the product of observation . It is as possible to meditate without any emotion at all , as it is possible to ...
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... merely to extend the domain of poetry , it was to extend it to cover minutiae and detail . Poetry was to conquer , and immediately , a whole new province , the province of social life . If Poetry was to be a true daughter of the ...
... merely to extend the domain of poetry , it was to extend it to cover minutiae and detail . Poetry was to conquer , and immediately , a whole new province , the province of social life . If Poetry was to be a true daughter of the ...
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... merely to let one's feeling flow - one's feeling , whether it is a surprising or a merely deep feeling , this is the true attitude of the poet . Some- times I think this Elegy is the greatest , the most universal thing in the world ; it ...
... merely to let one's feeling flow - one's feeling , whether it is a surprising or a merely deep feeling , this is the true attitude of the poet . Some- times I think this Elegy is the greatest , the most universal thing in the world ; it ...
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Page 31 - Dupe of to-morrow even from a child. Thus many a sad to-morrow came and went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learned at last submission to my lot ; But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapped In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capped, Tis now become a history little...
Page 75 - Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd and said amang them a'; — "Ye are na Mary Morison!
Page 146 - If the labours of Men of science should ever create any material revolution, direct or indirect, in our condition, and in the impressions which we habitually receive...
Page 97 - THE REVERIE OF POOR SUSAN AT the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears, Hangs a Thrush that sings loud, it has sung for three years : Poor Susan has passed by the spot, and has heard In the silence of morning the song of the Bird.
Page 9 - A SLUMBER did my spirit seal ; •^*- I had no human fears : She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force ; She neither hears nor sees ; Rolled round in earth's diurnal course, With rocks, and stones, and trees.
Page 134 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Page 244 - Standing on the bare ground — my head bathed by the blithe air and uplifted into infinite space — all * mean egotism vanishes. I become a transparent eyeball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate through me; I am part or parcel of God.
Page 93 - Wordsworth, on the other hand, was to propose to himself, as his object, to give the charm of novelty to things of every day, and to excite a feeling analogous to the supernatural, by awakening the mind's attention from the lethargy of custom, and directing it to the loveliness and the wonders of the world before us...
Page 4 - The use of this FEIGNED HISTORY hath been to give some shadow of satisfaction to the mind of man in those points wherein the nature of things doth deny it...
Page 144 - Tis sweet to hear the watch-dog's honest bark Bay deep-mouthed welcome as we draw near home; 'Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark Our coming, and look brighter when we come...