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 pages |
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... BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER , WITH CRITICAL NOTICE MELANCHOLY . A SATYR PRESENTS A BASKET OF FRUIT TO THE FAITHFUL SHEPHERDESS A SPOT FOR LOVE TALES MORNING • THE POWER OF LOVE INVOCATION TO SLEEP . 143 145 • . 146 148 · 150 152 • . 153 ...
... BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER , WITH CRITICAL NOTICE MELANCHOLY . A SATYR PRESENTS A BASKET OF FRUIT TO THE FAITHFUL SHEPHERDESS A SPOT FOR LOVE TALES MORNING • THE POWER OF LOVE INVOCATION TO SLEEP . 143 145 • . 146 148 · 150 152 • . 153 ...
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... BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER , WITH CRITICAL NOTICE · MELANCHOLY . A SATYR PRESENTS A BASKET OF FRUIT TO THE FAITHFUL SHEPHERDESS · • A SPOT FOR LOVE TALES MORNING THE POWER OF LOVE 150 152 153 . 155 . 155 . 156 157 INVOCATION TO SLEEP ...
... BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER , WITH CRITICAL NOTICE · MELANCHOLY . A SATYR PRESENTS A BASKET OF FRUIT TO THE FAITHFUL SHEPHERDESS · • A SPOT FOR LOVE TALES MORNING THE POWER OF LOVE 150 152 153 . 155 . 155 . 156 157 INVOCATION TO SLEEP ...
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... Beaumont and Fletcher : - Weep no more , lady , weep no more , Thy sorrow is in vain ; For violets pluck'd the sweetest showers Will ne'er make grow again . And Shakspeare and Milton abound in the very grandest ; such as Antony's ...
... Beaumont and Fletcher : - Weep no more , lady , weep no more , Thy sorrow is in vain ; For violets pluck'd the sweetest showers Will ne'er make grow again . And Shakspeare and Milton abound in the very grandest ; such as Antony's ...
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... Beaumont and Fletcher - Coleridge . Of Spenser's and Cole- ridge's versification it is the prevailing characteristic . Its main secrets are a smooth proçion between varietv and sameness . and a voluptuous sense of the continuous ...
... Beaumont and Fletcher - Coleridge . Of Spenser's and Cole- ridge's versification it is the prevailing characteristic . Its main secrets are a smooth proçion between varietv and sameness . and a voluptuous sense of the continuous ...
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... Beaumont and Fletcher , or by the very genius of luxury , as in Spenser ( in which cases it is enrichment as well as overflow ) , there is no worse sign for a poet altogether , except pure barrenness . Every word that could be taken ...
... Beaumont and Fletcher , or by the very genius of luxury , as in Spenser ( in which cases it is enrichment as well as overflow ) , there is no worse sign for a poet altogether , except pure barrenness . Every word that could be taken ...
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Page 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...
Page 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!
Page 166 - Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe...
Page 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...
Page 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!
Page 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...
Page 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?
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.