Life of John KeatsW. Scott, 1887 - 217 páginas |
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... becomes depressing to write and depressing to read , The sensation is like that of being confined in a dark vault at noonday . One knows , indeed , that the sun of the poet's genius is blazing outside , and that , on emerging from the ...
... becomes depressing to write and depressing to read , The sensation is like that of being confined in a dark vault at noonday . One knows , indeed , that the sun of the poet's genius is blazing outside , and that , on emerging from the ...
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... it was at Hampstead , on the night of the 3rd of February . " One night , about eleven o'clock , " I quote the words of Lord Houghton , which have become classical , " Keats returned home in a state of strange physical excitement ;
... it was at Hampstead , on the night of the 3rd of February . " One night , about eleven o'clock , " I quote the words of Lord Houghton , which have become classical , " Keats returned home in a state of strange physical excitement ;
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... become tattlers , and inquisitors into my conduct - spying upon a secret I would rather die than share it with anybody's confidence . For this I cannot wish them well ; I care not to see any of them again . If I am the theme , I will ...
... become tattlers , and inquisitors into my conduct - spying upon a secret I would rather die than share it with anybody's confidence . For this I cannot wish them well ; I care not to see any of them again . If I am the theme , I will ...
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... become too ill to write at all , and then , if the desire to have written should become strong , it would be a great affliction to me . I have many more letters to write , and I bless my stars that I have begun , for time seems to press ...
... become too ill to write at all , and then , if the desire to have written should become strong , it would be a great affliction to me . I have many more letters to write , and I bless my stars that I have begun , for time seems to press ...
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... become better acquainted with the soundings , the quicksands , and the rocks , than if I had stayed upon the green shore and piped a silly pipe , and took tea and comfortable advice . I was never afraid of failure , for I would sooner ...
... become better acquainted with the soundings , the quicksands , and the rocks , than if I had stayed upon the green shore and piped a silly pipe , and took tea and comfortable advice . I was never afraid of failure , for I would sooner ...
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Página 151 - 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. Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine — Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile made The tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade.
Página 151 - Dilke on various subjects; several things dove-tailed in my mind, and at once it struck me what quality went to form a Man of Achievement, especially in Literature, and which Shakespeare possessed so enormously — I mean Negative Capability, that is, when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason...
Página 196 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
Página 197 - Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath...
Página 114 - BRIGHT star ! would I were steadfast as thou art— Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night. And watching, with eternal lids apart. Like Nature's patient sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores...
Página 87 - Made for our searching : yes, in spite of all, Some shape of beauty moves away the pall From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon, Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon For simple sheep ; and such are daffodils With the green world they live in...
Página 153 - I am a member ; that sort distinguished from the Wordsworthian, or egotistical Sublime ; which is a thing per se, and stands alone), it is not itself — it has no self- -It is every thing and nothing — It has no character...
Página 95 - I think I shall be among the English Poets after my death. Even as a Matter of present interest the attempt to crush me in the Quarterly has only brought me more into notice, and it is a common expression among book men, " I wonder the Quarterly should cut its own throat.
Página 88 - Be still the unimaginable lodge For solitary thinkings; such as dodge Conception to the very bourne of heaven, Then leave the naked brain: be still the leaven, That spreading in this dull and clodded earth Gives it a touch ethereal— a new birth...
Página 196 - Melancholy has her sovran shrine. Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine; His soul shall taste the sadness of her might, And be among her cloudy trophies hung.