Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature, Volume 3J.B. Lippincott Company, 1904 - English literature |
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... ( published in 1793 ) ; the next month the Wordsworths moved to Alfoxden , a house in the Quantocks not far from Coleridge's home at Nether Stowey . Coleridge and Wordsworth , walking about the hills , found occasion for all sorts of ...
... ( published in 1793 ) ; the next month the Wordsworths moved to Alfoxden , a house in the Quantocks not far from Coleridge's home at Nether Stowey . Coleridge and Wordsworth , walking about the hills , found occasion for all sorts of ...
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... published in the Courier , Sep- tember - December 1814 ( Essays , & c . , 1830 , vol . iii . pp . 677-733 ) ; and in 1815 , though he published no books , delivered no lectures , and was silent in the Courier , he wrote and passed for ...
... published in the Courier , Sep- tember - December 1814 ( Essays , & c . , 1830 , vol . iii . pp . 677-733 ) ; and in 1815 , though he published no books , delivered no lectures , and was silent in the Courier , he wrote and passed for ...
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... published with a Memoir by his brother Derwent ( 1800-83 ; first Principal of St Mark's College , Chelsea ) in 1851 ( 2 vols . ) . Essays and Marginalia ( 2 vols . ) were also published in 1851 . His poetry is never without a certain ...
... published with a Memoir by his brother Derwent ( 1800-83 ; first Principal of St Mark's College , Chelsea ) in 1851 ( 2 vols . ) . Essays and Marginalia ( 2 vols . ) were also published in 1851 . His poetry is never without a certain ...
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... published till 1816. In 1808 he had married Miss Sarah Stoddart and settled at Winterslow in Wiltshire , afterwards to be associated with some of his finest essays ; but in 1812 he had to leave it for London . His literary career dates ...
... published till 1816. In 1808 he had married Miss Sarah Stoddart and settled at Winterslow in Wiltshire , afterwards to be associated with some of his finest essays ; but in 1812 he had to leave it for London . His literary career dates ...
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... published Poems ( 1795 ) . At Swansea he met the Hon . Rose Aylmer ( 1779-1800 ) , and she it was who lent him Clara Reeve's Progress of Romance , from one of whose stories he took the framework of Gebir . This epic , published in 1798 ...
... published Poems ( 1795 ) . At Swansea he met the Hon . Rose Aylmer ( 1779-1800 ) , and she it was who lent him Clara Reeve's Progress of Romance , from one of whose stories he took the framework of Gebir . This epic , published in 1798 ...
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Page 428 - The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
Page 427 - Myself when young did eagerly frequent Doctor and Saint, and heard great argument About it and about : but evermore Came out by the same door where in I went...
Page 104 - NIGHTINGALE. MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, > Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Page 105 - 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 : Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.
Page 18 - Is lightened: — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on, — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul: While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Page 105 - As she is fam'd to do, deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hillside; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades: Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: — Do I wake or sleep?
Page 116 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given ; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven ! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar ; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
Page 35 - Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark him well...
Page 106 - 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...
Page 28 - God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.