Essay on English poetryJohn Murray, 1819 - Authors, English |
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... sweet Liberty . * " And pomp , and feast , and revelry , “ With masque , and antique pageantry . " Those Latin lines are , in fact , a prototype of our own eight syllable iambic . It is singular that rhyme and such metres as the above ...
... sweet Liberty . * " And pomp , and feast , and revelry , “ With masque , and antique pageantry . " Those Latin lines are , in fact , a prototype of our own eight syllable iambic . It is singular that rhyme and such metres as the above ...
Page 141
... sweet- ness of versification and imagery to be found in our blank verse anterior to Shakespeare . David's character - the traits both of his guilt and sensibility- his passion for Bethsabe -- his art in in- flaming the military ambition ...
... sweet- ness of versification and imagery to be found in our blank verse anterior to Shakespeare . David's character - the traits both of his guilt and sensibility- his passion for Bethsabe -- his art in in- flaming the military ambition ...
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... sweet plain , that bears her pleasant weight , Be still enamell'd with discolour'd flowers ! That precious fount bear sand of purest gold ; And , for the pebble , let the silver streams Play upon rubies , sapphires , chrysolites ; The ...
... sweet plain , that bears her pleasant weight , Be still enamell'd with discolour'd flowers ! That precious fount bear sand of purest gold ; And , for the pebble , let the silver streams Play upon rubies , sapphires , chrysolites ; The ...
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... sweet lyric song . " But his manner , on the whole , is stilted . " Brave Mar- lowe , bathed in the Thespian springs , " of whose " mighty muse " Ben Jonson himself speaks reverentially , had powers of no ordinary class , and even ...
... sweet lyric song . " But his manner , on the whole , is stilted . " Brave Mar- lowe , bathed in the Thespian springs , " of whose " mighty muse " Ben Jonson himself speaks reverentially , had powers of no ordinary class , and even ...
Page 155
... sweet oblivious antidote " to such " perilous stuff . " It is not , how- ever , either in favour of Shakespeare's or of Webster's genius that we shall be called on to make allowance , if we justify in the drama the lapse of such a ...
... sweet oblivious antidote " to such " perilous stuff . " It is not , how- ever , either in favour of Shakespeare's or of Webster's genius that we shall be called on to make allowance , if we justify in the drama the lapse of such a ...
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Page 268 - What modes of sight betwixt each wide extreme, The mole's dim curtain, and the lynx's beam: Of smell, the headlong lioness between, And hound sagacious on the tainted green: Of hearing, from the life that fills the flood, To that which warbles thro' the vernal wood: The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine!
Page 268 - Or in proud falls magnificently lost, But clear and artless, pouring" through the plain Health to the sick, and solace to the swain. Whose causeway parts the vale with shady rows? Whose seats the weary traveller repose ? Who taught that Heav'n-directed spire to rise? " The Man of Ross,
Page 222 - Do my face (If thou had'st ever feeling of a sorrow) Thus, thus, Antiphila : strive to make me look Like Sorrow's monument ; and the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless ; let the rocks Groan with continual surges ; and behind me, Make all a desolation.
Page 245 - Anon they move In perfect phalanx to the Dorian mood Of flutes and soft recorders...
Page 269 - So Zembla's rocks (the beauteous work of frost) Rise white in air, and glitter o'er the coast ; Pale suns, unfelt, at distance roll away, And on th' impassive ice the lightnings play ; Eternal snows the growing mass supply, Till the bright mountains prop th' incumbent sky ; As Atlas fix'd, each hoary pile appears, The gather'd winter of a thousand years.
Page 36 - THOUGH some make slight of libels, yet you may see by them how the wind sits : as take a straw and throw it up into the air, you shall see by that which way the wind is, which you shall not do by casting up a stone. More solid things do not show the complexion of the times so well as ballads and libels.
Page 111 - So every spirit, as it is most pure, And hath in it the more of heavenly light, So it the fairer body doth procure To habit in, and it more fairly dight, With cheerful grace and amiable sight. For, of the soul, the body form doth take, For soul is form, and doth the body make.
Page 143 - Eva, plac'd in perfect happiness, Lending her praise-notes to the liberal heavens, Struck with the accents of Arch-angels' tunes, Wrought not more pleasure to her husband's thoughts, Than this fair woman's words and notes to mine.
Page 119 - From ears to hear, and eyes to see. And when in mind I did consent To follow thus my fancy's will, And when my heart did first relent To taste such bait myself to spill, I would my heart had been as thine, Or else thy heart as soft as mine.
Page 175 - Within a little silent grove hard by, Upon a small ascent, he might espy A stately chapel, richly gilt without, Beset with shady sycamores about: And ever and anon he might well hear A sound of music steal in at his ear >. As the wind gave it being...