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... Shakespeare if he cannot put it together again in such a way that it is mirrored in the minds and imaginations of his readers as well as in his own . It seems to me to be the positive task of criticism to create in one's own mind an ...
... Shakespeare if he cannot put it together again in such a way that it is mirrored in the minds and imaginations of his readers as well as in his own . It seems to me to be the positive task of criticism to create in one's own mind an ...
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... of Herrick as though he were a great lyric poet . He is not with Shakespeare . He is not with Cam- pion . But he is a master of light poetry - of poetry under the rose . II VICTOR HUGO It is easy to disparage Victor Hugo 11 Herrick.
... of Herrick as though he were a great lyric poet . He is not with Shakespeare . He is not with Cam- pion . But he is a master of light poetry - of poetry under the rose . II VICTOR HUGO It is easy to disparage Victor Hugo 11 Herrick.
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... Shakespeare , " but this did not seem an absurd exaggeration to the majority of readers at the time it was written , and even a crabbed critic like Henley accepted him as plainly .. ... the greatest man of letters of his day . " His ...
... Shakespeare , " but this did not seem an absurd exaggeration to the majority of readers at the time it was written , and even a crabbed critic like Henley accepted him as plainly .. ... the greatest man of letters of his day . " His ...
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... any English dramatist who has written since Shakespeare . Molière has been taken to task by many critics since his death . He has been accused even of writing badly . He has been accused of padding , 28 Books and Authors.
... any English dramatist who has written since Shakespeare . Molière has been taken to task by many critics since his death . He has been accused even of writing badly . He has been accused of padding , 28 Books and Authors.
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... Shakespeare might have mourned over the absence of noble characters about whom to write plays . In his great Speech at Bristol he pilloried that narrow and selfish conception of freedom according to which freedom consists in the right ...
... Shakespeare might have mourned over the absence of noble characters about whom to write plays . In his great Speech at Bristol he pilloried that narrow and selfish conception of freedom according to which freedom consists in the right ...
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Página 46 - Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn ? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be; and not a soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.
Página 79 - I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when, with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
Página 39 - ... little did I dream that I should have lived to see such disasters fallen upon her in a nation of gallant men, in a nation of men of honor and of cavaliers. I thought ten thousand swords must have leaped from their scabbards to avenge even a look that threatened her with insult.
Página 73 - Islands of the Blest.' The mountains look on Marathon — And Marathon looks on the sea; And, musing there an hour alone, I dreamed that Greece might still be free; For, standing on the Persians' grave, I could not deem myself a slave.
Página 129 - I travelled among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea; Nor, England ! did I know till then What love I bore to thee. 'Tis past, that melancholy dream ! Nor will I quit thy shore A second time; for still I seem To love thee more and more.
Página 137 - Gaily bedight, A gallant knight, In sunshine and in shadow, Had journeyed long, Singing a song, In search of Eldorado. But he grew old — This knight so bold — And o'er his heart a shadow Fell as he found No spot of ground That looked like Eldorado. And, as his strength Failed him at length, He met a pilgrim shadow — "Shadow," said he, "Where can it be — This land of Eldorado?" "Over the Mountains Of the Moon, Down the Valley of the Shadow, Ride, boldly ride," The shade replied, — "If you...
Página 47 - Stoat or a fieldmouse peeping out of the withered grass — the creature hath a purpose and its eyes are bright with it. I go amongst the buildings of a city and I see a Man hurrying along — to what? the Creature has a purpose and his eyes are bright with it. But then, as Wordsworth says, 'we have all one human heart...
Página 40 - ... shall we behold that generous loyalty to rank and sex, that proud submission, that dignified obedience, that subordination of the heart, which kept alive, even in servitude itself, the spirit of an exalted freedom. The unbought grace of life, the cheap defence of nations, the nurse of manly sentiment, and heroic enterprise is gone! It is gone, that sensibility of principle, that chastity of honour, which felt a stain like a wound, which inspired courage while it mitigated ferocity, which ennobled...
Página 132 - Events not to be controlled have prevented me from making, at any time, any serious effort in what, under happier circumstances, would have been the field of my choice. With me poetry has been not a purpose, but a passion ; and the passions should be held in reverence ; they must not — they cannot at will be excited, with an eye to the paltry compensations, or the more paltry commendations, of mankind.
Página 135 - tis a gala night Within the lonesome latter years. An angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils, and drowned in tears, Sit in a theatre, to see A play of hopes and fears, While the orchestra breathes fitfully The music of the spheres. Mimes, in the form of God on high, Mutter and mumble low...