The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by Various Writers and a General Introduction by Matthew Arnold, 第 4 巻Thomas Humphry Ward Macmillan, 1917 |
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... mortal ; but immortality does not necessarily mean popularity . That in Wordsworth which made one class of readers find in him beauty , grandeur , and truth , which they had never found before , will certainly tell on the same class in ...
... mortal ; but immortality does not necessarily mean popularity . That in Wordsworth which made one class of readers find in him beauty , grandeur , and truth , which they had never found before , will certainly tell on the same class in ...
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... mortal view . Fresh as the flower , whose modest worth He sang , his genius ' glinted ' forth , Rose like a star that touching earth , For so it seems , Doth glorify its humble birth With matchless beams . The piercing eye , the ...
... mortal view . Fresh as the flower , whose modest worth He sang , his genius ' glinted ' forth , Rose like a star that touching earth , For so it seems , Doth glorify its humble birth With matchless beams . The piercing eye , the ...
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... mortal Life ? Hear not we , unthinking Creatures ! Slaves of folly , love , or strife- Voices of two different natures ? Have not we too ? -yes , we have Answers , and we know not whence : Echoes from beyond the grave , Recognised ...
... mortal Life ? Hear not we , unthinking Creatures ! Slaves of folly , love , or strife- Voices of two different natures ? Have not we too ? -yes , we have Answers , and we know not whence : Echoes from beyond the grave , Recognised ...
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... mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised : But for those first affections , Those shadowy recollections , Which , be they what they may , Are yet the fountain light of all our day , Are yet a master light of all our ...
... mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised : But for those first affections , Those shadowy recollections , Which , be they what they may , Are yet the fountain light of all our day , Are yet a master light of all our ...
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... memory hang , And on the joys we shared in mortal life , — The paths which we had trod - these fountains , flowers ; My new - planned cities , and unfinished towers . ' But should suspense permit the Foe to cry , 64 WILLIAM WORDSWORTH .
... memory hang , And on the joys we shared in mortal life , — The paths which we had trod - these fountains , flowers ; My new - planned cities , and unfinished towers . ' But should suspense permit the Foe to cry , 64 WILLIAM WORDSWORTH .
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28 ページ - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
789 ページ - THE splendour falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
21 ページ - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is...
21 ページ - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth ; of all the mighty world Of eye, and ear, — both what they half create, And what perceive...
383 ページ - I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
703 ページ - One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, Never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake.
822 ページ - Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; For tho...
452 ページ - Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last grey hairs, Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies ; Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs ; Where beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow. Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : • Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne,...
455 ページ - O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty," — that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
459 ページ - LOOKING INTO CHAPMAN'S HOMER Much have I travelled in the realms of gold, And many goodly states and kingdoms seen ; Round many western islands have I been, Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold. Oft of one wide expanse had I been told, That deep-browed Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared...