The Quarterly Review, Volumen117John Murray, 1865 |
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... less unpicturesque region of Carnaby Market , ' Golden Square . Yet two men could hardly be named whose art is more free from the asso- ciations of the ' great city . By ten years old there was no mistaking the vocation of our young ...
... less unpicturesque region of Carnaby Market , ' Golden Square . Yet two men could hardly be named whose art is more free from the asso- ciations of the ' great city . By ten years old there was no mistaking the vocation of our young ...
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... less powerful and coherent nature of the artist the marriage of imagi- nation and reason was never completed . To the close of his life we find Blake more or less unable to distinguish between fact and fancy ; between what he had learnt ...
... less powerful and coherent nature of the artist the marriage of imagi- nation and reason was never completed . To the close of his life we find Blake more or less unable to distinguish between fact and fancy ; between what he had learnt ...
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... less recalls Blake . Stothard's graceful designs , about the middle of his life , resemble in general style Blake's own early manner . In most , however , of their works , there is no sign of resemblance ; nothing in the exquisite ...
... less recalls Blake . Stothard's graceful designs , about the middle of his life , resemble in general style Blake's own early manner . In most , however , of their works , there is no sign of resemblance ; nothing in the exquisite ...
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... less extravagance and more simplicity , and to correct his drawing . ' The President must have been advanced in life and Blake a youth at the period of this visit . They were not , indeed , men likely at any time to understand each ...
... less extravagance and more simplicity , and to correct his drawing . ' The President must have been advanced in life and Blake a youth at the period of this visit . They were not , indeed , men likely at any time to understand each ...
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... less marked with his manner . THE PLAGUE . The poetry came into print through the aid of Flaxman and of a kindly - natured couple named Mathews , who , about 1783 , introduced Blake to a literary circle which met at their house . The ...
... less marked with his manner . THE PLAGUE . The poetry came into print through the aid of Flaxman and of a kindly - natured couple named Mathews , who , about 1783 , introduced Blake to a literary circle which met at their house . The ...
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Página 26 - I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone: The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat: Whither is fled the visionary gleam? Where is it now, the glory and the dream?
Página 26 - I hear! —But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone: The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat: Whither is fled the visionary gleam?
Página 9 - Whether in Heaven ye wander fair, Or the green corners of the earth, Or the blue regions of the air Where the melodious winds have birth...
Página 11 - SONG WHEN the voices of children are heard on the green And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast, And everything else is still. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of the night arise; Come, come, leave off play, and let us away Till the morning appears in the skies.
Página 217 - Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say — good night, 'till it be morrow. [Exit. Rom. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast ! — 'Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest ! Hence will I to my ghostly father's cell; His help to crave, and my dear hap to tell.
Página 454 - Pagan has been dead many a day ; and as for the other, though he be yet alive, he is, by reason of age, and also of the many shrewd brushes that he met with in his younger days, grown so crazy and stiff in his joints that he can now do little more than sit in his cave's mouth, grinning at pilgrims as they go by, and biting his nails because he cannot come at them.
Página 9 - ... fair, Or the green corners of the earth, Or the blue regions of the air Where the melodious winds have birth; Whether on crystal rocks ye rove, Beneath the bosom of the sea, Wandering in many a coral grove; Fair Nine, forsaking Poetry; How have you left the ancient love That bards of old enjoyed in you! The languid strings do scarcely move, The sound is forced, the notes are few.
Página 452 - ... unfeigned assent and consent to the use of all things in the said book contained and prescribed, in these words and no other : — " I, AB, do here declare my unfeigned assent and consent to all and everything contained and prescribed in and by the book intituled the Book of Common Prayer...
Página 12 - I HAVE no name ; I am but two days old.' What shall I call thee? ' I happy am, Joy is my name.' Sweet joy befall thee ! Pretty joy ! Sweet joy, but two days old.
Página 23 - When the Sun rises, do you not see a round disk of fire somewhat "like a Guinea?" O no, no, I see an Innumerable company of the Heavenly host crying 'Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty.