Memorials of Mrs. Hemans: With Illustrations of Her Literary Character from Her Private Correspondence, 第 1 巻Saunders and Otley, 1836 - 667 ページ |
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66 My dear Abbotsford affectionate Ambleside beautiful believe Benvenuto Cellini breathe bright Bronwylfa called certainly character Charles Kemble dear Sir death deep delight Dublin excited expression fancy favourite fear feel FELICIA HEMANS flowers genius give glad Grasmere happy hear heard heart hope idea imagination impression interest Kilkenny kind kindly lady lately Letrillas letter literary Liverpool look Lord Byron melody memory mind Miss Jewsbury Miss Mitford nature ness never noble Palermo passage passed pleasure poems poet Poetical poetry racter regret remember Rhine Rienzi Rydal Mount Sappho scarcely scenes seems Silvio Pellico Sir Walter Sir Walter Scott sister song sonnet sorrow spirit strong sure sweet taste tell thank thee thing thou thought tion tone truly verse voice volume Wavertree wild wish words Wordsworth write written yesterday
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266 ページ - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
103 ページ - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep...
38 ページ - In varying cadence, soft or strong, He swept the sounding chords along : The present scene, the future lot, His toils, his wants, were all forgot: Cold diffidence, and age's frost...
139 ページ - twere, anew, the gaps of centuries ; Leaving that beautiful which still was so, And making that which was not, till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.
93 ページ - There is a daily beauty in his life," which is in such lovely harmony with his poetry, that I am thankful to have witnessed and felt it. He gives me a good deal of his society, reads to me, walks with me, leads my pony when I ride, and I begin to talk with him as with a sort of paternal friend. The whole of this morning he kindly passed in reading to me a great deal from Spenser, and afterwards his own " Laodamia," my favourite " Tintern Abbey," and many of those noble sonnets which you, like myself,...
xi ページ - I was confirmed in this opinion, that he who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things, ought himself to be a true poem...
282 ページ - ... often connected with the passionate study of art in early life; deep affections and deep sorrows seem to have solemnized my whole being, and I now feel as if bound to higher and holier tasks, which, though I may occasionally lay aside, I could not long wander from without some sense of dereliction. I hope it is no self-delusion, but I cannot help sometimes feeling as if it were my true task to enlarge the sphere of sacred poetry, and extend its influence. When you receive my volume of " Scenes...
232 ページ - My wish ever was to concentrate all my mental . energy in the production of some more noble and complete work ; something of pure and holy excellence, (if there be not too much presumption in the thought, ) which might permanently take its place as the work of a British poetess. I have always, hitherto, written as if in the breathing times of storms and billows.
39 ページ - ... with whom he had lived in such brilliant association, it was really like the effect produced on the ' Last Minstrel' — ' when he caught the measure wild ; The old man raised his face, and smiled, And lighted up his faded eye ;' for he became immediately excited, and all his furrowed countenance seemed kindling with recollections of a race gone by. It was singular to hear anecdotes of Hume, and Robertson, and Gibbon, and the other intellectual ' giants of old,' from one who had mingled with...
101 ページ - The ground is laid out in rather an antiquated style, which, now that nature is beginning to reclaim it from art, I do not at all dislike. There is a little grassy terrace immediately under the window, descending to a small court with a circular grass plot, on which grows one tall white rose tree.