English Literature and Its Backgrounds: From the forerunners of romanticism to the presentDryden Press, 1966 |
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... Spirit fair , thy spells did bind To fear himself , and love all human kind . 80 ( written 1816 ) Alastor , ' or The Spirit of Solitude Shelley wrote Alastor when he was only 23 years old - an amazing if not unique performance for so ...
... Spirit fair , thy spells did bind To fear himself , and love all human kind . 80 ( written 1816 ) Alastor , ' or The Spirit of Solitude Shelley wrote Alastor when he was only 23 years old - an amazing if not unique performance for so ...
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... Spirit fierce , My spirit ! Be thou me , impetuous one ! 60 As I must die on thine , O ! beloved as thou art ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe , Like withered leaves , to quicken a new birth ! And , by the incantation of this ...
... Spirit fierce , My spirit ! Be thou me , impetuous one ! 60 As I must die on thine , O ! beloved as thou art ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe , Like withered leaves , to quicken a new birth ! And , by the incantation of this ...
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... Spirit overhead will look humanely malign and cast an oblique light on them , followed by volleys of silvery laugh- ter . That is the Comic Spirit . ray sweetest songfully poetic . Chaucer bubbles with it : Shakespeare overflows : there ...
... Spirit overhead will look humanely malign and cast an oblique light on them , followed by volleys of silvery laugh- ter . That is the Comic Spirit . ray sweetest songfully poetic . Chaucer bubbles with it : Shakespeare overflows : there ...
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The Forerunners of Romanticism | 1 |
GENERAL INTRODUCTION | 7 |
THOMAS GRAY 17161771 | 26 |
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