The Romantics Reviewed: Contemporary Reviews of British Romantic WritersDonald Reiman First published in 1972, this set of 9 volumes contains all contemporary British periodical reviews of the first (or other significantly early) editions from 1793 and 1824 of works by William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, George Gordon Byron, Percy Bysshe Shelley, and John Keats. In addition, a few later reviews are supplied, as well as a substantial number of reviews of other contemporary figures, including William Godwin, Robert Southey, Samuel Rogers, Thomas Campbell, Thomas Moore, Leigh Hunt, William Hazlitt, and Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley. Introductions to each periodical provide brief sketches of each publication as well as names, dates and bibliographical information. Headnotes offer bibliographical data of the reviews and suggested approaches to studying them. The index serves to locate authors and titles reviewed, reviewers, sources of quotations, other people and works mentioned and other proper nouns of interest. This comprehensive set will be of interest to those studying the Romantics and English literature. |
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... head - master of the grammar - school , Christ Hospital , we were not personally acquainted ; but we cannot help thinking that he has been singularly unfortunate in his Eulogist . He seems to have gone out of his province , and far out ...
... head , And is again disquieted ; She must behold ! -- so many gone , Where is the solitary One ? And forth from Rylstone - ball stepp'd she , To seek her Brother forth she went , And tremblingly her course she bent Tow'rds Bolton's ...
... head of the orphan lady , and she has ventured to return at last to the place " where the home of her forefathers stood . " And so beneath a mouldered trec , A self - surviving leafless Oak , By unregarded age from stroke Of ravage ...
... head the better . Peter Bell . He rov'd among the vales and streams , In the green wood and hollow dell ; They were his dwellings night and day , — But Nature ne'er could find the way Into the heart of Peter Bell , In vain , through ...
... head . And Peter turns his steps aside Into a shade of darksome trees , Where he sits down , he knows not how , With his hands press'd against his brow , And resting on his tremulous knees . There , self - involv'd , does Peter sit ...