Englische Studien, Volume 53Eugen Kölbing, Johannes Hoops, Reinald Hoops O.R. Reisland, 1920 - Comparative linguistics "Zeitschrift für englische Philologie" (varies slightly). |
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A. W. Schlegel Alliteration Arundel ästhesien Ausdruck Bedeutung belegt besonders Bilder birds breath Browning Byron Chaucer Coleridge colour deutschen Dialektisch Dichter Dichtung direkt Dougl dream Duft E. T. A. Hoffmann Eindruck Endymion England Epipsychidion erst eyes Farbe Farbenklavier felt findet flowers Form Francis Thompson gebraucht Gedichte gustativen Hall Caine harmonies häufig hear heard heart heißt Hoffmann Stock Hoops House of Life Jahrh James Thomson Keats Kunst läßt Licht Life light literarische Literatur London Love make melodies Menschen Meredith Milton music Musik muß Natur night odour osmatischen Poems Posse Prometheus Unbound Romantik Rossetti scheint schließlich Schreibung Scott sense sensorische Shakespeare Shelley sight silence Sinn Sinneseindrücke Sleep soft song soul sound Sprache stars Stroloke sweet Swinburne Synästhesien Tauchn Tennyson Théophile Gautier thou Tieck Steinert Töne unsere Vergleich Victor Victor Hugo voice Waltheof wieder wild wohl Wordsworth Wort
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Page 197 - But oft, in lonely rooms, and mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration...
Page 225 - Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory — Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heaped for the beloved's bed; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on.
Page 226 - WHEN the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead — When the cloud is scattered The rainbow's glory is shed. When the lute is broken, Sweet tones are remembered not; When the lips have spoken, Loved accents are soon forgot.
Page 140 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
Page 133 - THERE is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tir'd eyelids upon tir'd eyes; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. Here are cool mosses deep, And thro...
Page 209 - The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Page 213 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Page 199 - And, afterwards, the wind and sleety rain, And all the business of the elements, The single sheep, and the one blasted tree, And the bleak music from that old stone w.all...
Page 218 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there...
Page 196 - Sound needed none, Nor any voice of joy ; his spirit drank The spectacle: sensation, soul and form All melted into him ; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live, And by them did he live ; they were his life.