English Men of Letters: Milton, by Mark Pattison, 1900; Goldsmith, by William Black, 1900; Cowper, by Goldwin Smith, 1898Macmillan and Company, 1900 |
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... once fervid , pious , and rational , might be expected the Paradise Lost . " Of these years of self - cultivation , of conscious moral architecture , such as Plato enacted for his ideal State , but none but Milton ever had the courage ...
... once fervid , pious , and rational , might be expected the Paradise Lost . " Of these years of self - cultivation , of conscious moral architecture , such as Plato enacted for his ideal State , but none but Milton ever had the courage ...
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... once . Most of the material collected in the commonplace book is used in his prose pamphlets . But when so employed the facts are worked into the texture of his argument , rather than cited as extraneous witnesses . In reading history ...
... once . Most of the material collected in the commonplace book is used in his prose pamphlets . But when so employed the facts are worked into the texture of his argument , rather than cited as extraneous witnesses . In reading history ...
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... once or twice perhaps in our lives has saluted our young senses before their perceptions were blunted by alcohol , by lust , or ambition , or diluted by the social distractions of great cities . The fidelity to nature of the imagery of ...
... once or twice perhaps in our lives has saluted our young senses before their perceptions were blunted by alcohol , by lust , or ambition , or diluted by the social distractions of great cities . The fidelity to nature of the imagery of ...
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... once with primrose and woodbine , daffodil and jasmine . When we read " the rathe primrose that forsaken dies , " we see that the poet is recollecting Shakespeare ( Winter's Tale , 4. 4 ) , not looking at the primrose . The pine is not ...
... once with primrose and woodbine , daffodil and jasmine . When we read " the rathe primrose that forsaken dies , " we see that the poet is recollecting Shakespeare ( Winter's Tale , 4. 4 ) , not looking at the primrose . The pine is not ...
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... once aware that Milton had neither the eye nor the ear of a naturalist . At no time , even before his loss of sight , was he an exact observer of natural objects . It may be that he knew a skylark from a redbreast , and did not confound ...
... once aware that Milton had neither the eye nor the ear of a naturalist . At no time , even before his loss of sight , was he an exact observer of natural objects . It may be that he knew a skylark from a redbreast , and did not confound ...
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Page 118 - And steady loyalty, and faithful love. And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys invade; Unfit in these degenerate times of shame To catch the heart, or strike for honest fame; Dear charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame in crowds, my solitary pride; Thou source of all my bliss, and all my woe, That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so; Thou guide by which the nobler arts excel, Thou nurse of every virtue, fare thee well!
Page 5 - I began thus far to assent both to them and divers of my friends here at home ; and not less to an inward prompting which now grew daily upon me, that by labour and intent study, which I take to be my portion in- this life, joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to after-times, as they should not willingly let it die.
Page 112 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my share — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose...
Page 112 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree, While many a pastime circled in the shade...
Page 3 - I learn'd 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...
Page 53 - Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on the uninjured ear.
Page 55 - Shortening his journey between morn and noon, And hurrying him, impatient of his stay, Down to the rosy west ; but kindly still Compensating his loss with added hours Of social converse and instructive ease, And...
Page 60 - I put the cork into the bottle, desired he would be calm, and began to talk to him of the means by which he might be extricated. He then told me that he had a novel ready for the press, which he produced to me. I looked into it, and saw its merit ; told the landlady I should soon return, and having gone to a bookseller, sold it for sixty pounds. I brought Goldsmith the money, and he discharged his rent, not without rating his landlady in a high tone for having used him so ill '." My next meeting...