Lectures on English Poetry: From the Reign of Edward the Third, to the Time of Burns and Cowper, Delivered at the Russell Institution, in 1827; with Miscellaneous Tales and Poems; Being the Literary Remains of the Late Henry Neele |
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... must even deny the boasted refinement of versification in the latter age ; unless to refine be to smooth , and level , and reduce all to one tame and insipid · equality . Leaving originality out of the question , I C 2 ENGLISH POETRY . 27.
... must even deny the boasted refinement of versification in the latter age ; unless to refine be to smooth , and level , and reduce all to one tame and insipid · equality . Leaving originality out of the question , I C 2 ENGLISH POETRY . 27.
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... latter verses were written one hundred years before the former , I think that I shall not excite any surprise , when I say that I cannot discover in what consists the won- derful refinement , and improvement in versifica- tion , which ...
... latter verses were written one hundred years before the former , I think that I shall not excite any surprise , when I say that I cannot discover in what consists the won- derful refinement , and improvement in versifica- tion , which ...
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... latter is a question with which the literary world is still agitated , and with which it will probably continue to be agitated , as long as the Poems themselves are extant . Having thus endeavoured to lay before you the history of the ...
... latter is a question with which the literary world is still agitated , and with which it will probably continue to be agitated , as long as the Poems themselves are extant . Having thus endeavoured to lay before you the history of the ...
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... latter is of the earth , earthy . His most ethereal fancies have some touch of mortality about them . His wildest and most visionary characters savour of humanity . Whatever notes he draws forth from his Harp , it is the strings of the ...
... latter is of the earth , earthy . His most ethereal fancies have some touch of mortality about them . His wildest and most visionary characters savour of humanity . Whatever notes he draws forth from his Harp , it is the strings of the ...
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... latter particular . Joys not yet mature , or consummated , are elegantly said to be " Clothed in fresh Blossoms of Hope , like Souls ere mix'd with flesh : " and Hope is styled " That wanton bird that sings as soon as hatch'd . " The ...
... latter particular . Joys not yet mature , or consummated , are elegantly said to be " Clothed in fresh Blossoms of Hope , like Souls ere mix'd with flesh : " and Hope is styled " That wanton bird that sings as soon as hatch'd . " The ...
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Page 70 - Noble madam, Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues We write in water.
Page 101 - As a sick girl. Ye gods ! it doth amaze me A man of such a feeble temper should So get the start of the majestic world And bear the palm alone.
Page 202 - Sweet Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die.
Page 368 - With saintly shout and solemn jubilee. Where the bright Seraphim in burning row Their loud uplifted angel-trumpets blow. And the Cherubic host in thousand quires Touch their immortal harps of golden wires. With those just spirits that wear victorious palms. Hymns devout and holy psalms Singing everlastingly: That we on earth with undiscording voice May rightly answer that melodious noise; As once we did.
Page 183 - This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve By his loved mansionry that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle : Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed The air is delicate.
Page 116 - Sheds itself through the face, As alone there triumphs to the life All the gain, all the good, of the elements
Page 33 - tis true, this god did shake : His coward lips did from their colour fly ; And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him, and write his speeches in their books, , Alas ! it cried, " Give me some drink, Titinius,
Page 203 - ... to-night, For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives ; But though the whole world turn to coal, Then chiefly lives.
Page 71 - Waller was smooth ; but Dryden taught to join The varying verse, the full resounding line, The long majestic march, and energy divine : Though still some traces of our rustic vein And splay-foot verse remain'd, and will remain.
Page 91 - A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i...