Literary Reminiscences: Literary novitiate. Sir H. Davy; Mr. Godwin; Mrs. Grant. Recollections of Charles Lamb. Walladmor. Samuel Taylor Coleridge. William Wordsworth
Ticknor, Reed, and Fields, 1851
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Página 230 - 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 167 - I mean by saying that his transitions were " just," is by way of contradistinction to that mode of conversation which courts variety through links of verbal connexions. Coleridge, to many people, and often I have heard the complaint, seemed to wander ; and he seemed then to wander the most when, in fact, his resistance to the wandering instinct was greatest — viz., when the compass and huge circuit, by which his illustrations moved, travelled farthest into remote regions before they began to revolve....
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 290 - These times, though many a friend bewail, These times bewail not I. But when the world's loud praise is thine, And spleen no more shall blame: When with thy Homer thou shalt shine In one establish'd fame!
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 165 - The sound of my voice, announcing my own name, first awoke him ; he started, and for a moment, seemed at a loss to understand my purpose or his own situation ; for he repeated rapidly a number of words which had no relation to either of us.
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 55 - The bird whom by some name or other All men who know thee call their brother, The darling of children and men ? Could Father Adam open his eyes And see this sight beneath the skies, He'd wish to close them again.