KeatsHarper and Bros., 1901 - 229 páginas |
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... nature's inscrutability . If we consider the other chief poets of the time , we can commonly recognize either some strain of power in their blood or some strong inspiring influence in the scenery and traditions of their home . Thus we ...
... nature's inscrutability . If we consider the other chief poets of the time , we can commonly recognize either some strain of power in their blood or some strong inspiring influence in the scenery and traditions of their home . Thus we ...
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... nature . Whether he really had any of that blood in his veins we cannot tell . His father was a native either of Devon or of Cornwall , and his mother's name , Jennings , is common in , but not peculiar to , Wales . There our evidence ...
... nature . Whether he really had any of that blood in his veins we cannot tell . His father was a native either of Devon or of Cornwall , and his mother's name , Jennings , is common in , but not peculiar to , Wales . There our evidence ...
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... natural leader and champion among his fellows . But beneath this bright and mettlesome outside there lay deep in his nature , even from the first , a strain of painful sensibility , making him subject to moods of unreasonable suspicion ...
... natural leader and champion among his fellows . But beneath this bright and mettlesome outside there lay deep in his nature , even from the first , a strain of painful sensibility , making him subject to moods of unreasonable suspicion ...
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... nature turned to study . He became suddenly and completely absorbed in reading , and would be continually at work before school - time in the morning and during play - hours in the afternoon ; could hardly be induced to join the school ...
... nature turned to study . He became suddenly and completely absorbed in reading , and would be continually at work before school - time in the morning and during play - hours in the afternoon ; could hardly be induced to join the school ...
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... natural love and affection which she had for them , " executed a deed putting them under the care of two guardians , to whom she made over , to be held in trust for their benefit from the date of the instrument , the chief part of the ...
... natural love and affection which she had for them , " executed a deed putting them under the care of two guardians , to whom she made over , to be held in trust for their benefit from the date of the instrument , the chief part of the ...
Términos y frases comunes
admirably afterwards Appendix Bailey beauty beginning Brawne brother Brown Charles Cowden Clarke Charles Wentworth Dilke charm colour Cowden Clarke criticism death delight Dilke effect Endymion English Eve of St eyes fancy Fanny Brawne feel Forman friends genius George Keats Greek Hampstead Haydon heart Houghton MSS human Hunt's Hyperion imagination instinct Jennings John Hamilton Reynolds John Keats Keats's Lamia later Leigh Hunt letter lines literary literature living London Lord Houghton ment Milton mind nature never partly passage passion piece poem poet poet's poetic poetry quoted Reynolds rhyme romance says seems Severn Shelley sister sonnet soul speak Spenser spirit spring stanza stood story summer sweet Taylor Teignmouth tell thee things thou thought tion touch turn Vale of Health verse vision walked Winchester Woodhouse MSS words Wordsworth writes written wrote young
Pasajes populares
Página 175 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music, too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue...
Página 23 - Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Página 214 - But, for the sake of a few fine imaginative or domestic passages, are we to be bullied into a certain Philosophy engendered in the whims of an Egotist ? Every man has his speculations, but every man does not brood and peacock over them till he makes a false coinage and deceives himself.
Página 171 - O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty," — that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
Página 109 - The Genius of Poetry must work out its own salvation in a man. It cannot be matured by law and precept, but by sensation and watchfulness in itself. That which is creative must create itself.
Página 171 - What little town by river or sea shore, 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 167 - Do not all charms fly At the mere touch of cold philosophy? There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture: she is given In the dull catalogue of common things.
Página 159 - Knights, ladies, praying in dumb orat'ries, He passeth by, and his weak spirit fails To think how they may ache in icy hoods and mails.
Página 175 - To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Página 129 - According to my state of mind I am with Achilles shouting in the Trenches, or with Theocritus in the Vales of Sicily. Or I throw my whole being into Troilus, and repeating those lines, 'I wander, like a lost Soul upon the Stygian Banks staying for waftage,' I melt into the air with a voluptuousness so delicate that I am content to be alone.