Literary Reminiscences: Literary novitiate. Sir H. Davy; Mr. Godwin; Mrs. Grant. Recollections of Charles Lamb. Walladmor. Samuel Taylor Coleridge. William WordsworthTicknor, Reed, and Fields, 1851 |
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... felt , lest any rude echoes might be roused . An ancient housekeeper was equally venerable , equally gentle in her deportment , quiet in her movements , and inaudible in her tread . One or other of these upper domestics , for the others ...
... felt , lest any rude echoes might be roused . An ancient housekeeper was equally venerable , equally gentle in her deportment , quiet in her movements , and inaudible in her tread . One or other of these upper domestics , for the others ...
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... felt , and little from immediate sympathy with the author ; and his animation was artificial , though his courtesy , which prompted the effort , was the truest and most unaffected possible . 6 The connection between us must have been ...
... felt , and little from immediate sympathy with the author ; and his animation was artificial , though his courtesy , which prompted the effort , was the truest and most unaffected possible . 6 The connection between us must have been ...
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... felt the warm pressure of his hand , saw dimly the outline of his venerable figure , more dimly his saintly counte- nance , and quitted that gracious presence , which , in this world , I was destined no more to revisit . The night was ...
... felt the warm pressure of his hand , saw dimly the outline of his venerable figure , more dimly his saintly counte- nance , and quitted that gracious presence , which , in this world , I was destined no more to revisit . The night was ...
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... felt of him in that relation , not so much as of a feeble man , but absolutely as of a Sporus , ( that was his very expres- sion , ) or a man emasculated . Right or wrong in his views , he showed the most painful defect of good sense ...
... felt of him in that relation , not so much as of a feeble man , but absolutely as of a Sporus , ( that was his very expres- sion , ) or a man emasculated . Right or wrong in his views , he showed the most painful defect of good sense ...
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... felt . The public of that day felt with regard to Burns exactly as with regard to Bloomfield - not that the quality - of his poems was then the staple of the interest LITERARY NOVITIATE . 31.
... felt . The public of that day felt with regard to Burns exactly as with regard to Bloomfield - not that the quality - of his poems was then the staple of the interest LITERARY NOVITIATE . 31.
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Página 344 - I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride ; Of Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain-side: By our own spirits are we deified : We Poets in our youth begin in gladness; But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.
Página 230 - Imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel But to be still and patient, all I can; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man — This was my sole resource, my only plan; Till that which suits a part infects the whole, And now is almost grown the habit of my soul.
Página 230 - O Lady! we receive but what we give And in our life alone does Nature live: Ours is her wedding garment, ours her shroud! And would we aught behold of higher worth, Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless ever-anxious crowd, Ah! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth...
Página 356 - The Youth of green savannahs spake, And many an endless, endless lake, With all its fairy crowds Of islands, that together lie As quietly as spots of sky Among the evening clouds.
Página 270 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Página 124 - There need not schools, nor the Professor's chair, Though these be good, true wisdom to impart; He, who has not enough for these to spare Of time, or gold, may yet amend his heart, And teach his soul, by brooks and rivers fair: Nature is always wise in every part.
Página 173 - This sentiment he now so utterly condemned, that, on the contrary, he told me, as his own peculiar opinion, that the act of praying was the very highest energy of which the human heart was capable, praying, that is, with the total concentration of the faculties ; and the great mass of worldly men and of learned men, he pronounced absolutely incapable of prayer.
Página 359 - The Blessing of my later years Was with me when a boy : She gave me eyes, she gave me ears ; And humble cares, and delicate fears ; A heart, the fountain of sweet tears ; And love, and thought, and joy.
Página 159 - Coleridge said, on another occasion, that, before meeting a fable in which to embody his ideas, he had meditated a poem on delirium, confounding its own dream-scenery with external things, and connected with the imagery of high latitudes.