The Poetic MindMacmillan Company, 1922 - 308 strán (strany) |
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... waking hours . Sometimes , however , and perhaps oftener than we think , we lapse from directed thought into a state of abstraction or meditation . The poet is apparently a man to whom such abstraction is frequent , even habitual . The ...
... waking hours . Sometimes , however , and perhaps oftener than we think , we lapse from directed thought into a state of abstraction or meditation . The poet is apparently a man to whom such abstraction is frequent , even habitual . The ...
Strana 16
... waking vision , there is no such line between the latter and the vision of sleep ; one blends so naturally with the other that it is often impossible to tell from the record of them which is which . There is the same blending in one's ...
... waking vision , there is no such line between the latter and the vision of sleep ; one blends so naturally with the other that it is often impossible to tell from the record of them which is which . There is the same blending in one's ...
Strana 17
... waking life are highly poetical and which help him to explain the poets . Even the ordinary dreamer , at some favored mo- ment , has seen Artemis and Aphrodite , or their beautiful counter- parts - not as in waking moments in the ...
... waking life are highly poetical and which help him to explain the poets . Even the ordinary dreamer , at some favored mo- ment , has seen Artemis and Aphrodite , or their beautiful counter- parts - not as in waking moments in the ...
Strana 21
... waking and the other in sleep . This difference , however , may seem more significant to one who has attended little to the subject than to one who has studied it carefully , both by introspection and in the literature . The ordinary ...
... waking and the other in sleep . This difference , however , may seem more significant to one who has attended little to the subject than to one who has studied it carefully , both by introspection and in the literature . The ordinary ...
Strana 22
... waking , when we should call them poetry , or in sleep , when we should call them dreams ; it is a matter of in- difference ; the essential thing is the vision . So a dream is often properly called " poetical . " Poets are often , if ...
... waking , when we should call them poetry , or in sleep , when we should call them dreams ; it is a matter of in- difference ; the essential thing is the vision . So a dream is often properly called " poetical . " Poets are often , if ...
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abstract action Aristotle associations beauty Byron called chapter character Charles Lamb child childhood cited color conscious creative deeper desires dramatic dreamer Emerson emotional example experience explain expression external F. W. H. Myers faculty fancy feeling fiction Freud fusion genius George Sand give gratification Hamlet Havelock Ellis human idea images imagination impulse individual inspiration Interpretation of Dreams J. A. Symonds John Keble kind Lafcadio Hearn language literary literature matter meaning mental merely mode of thought myth nature object ordinary thought passion perhaps persons Plato play poem poet poet's mind poetic madness poetic thought poetic vision poetry present primitive prophetic prose Psychology reader reality reason represent resemblance Sartor Resartus says scene sense Shakespeare Shelley sleep sometimes soul speak story symbols theory things tion true truth uncon unconscious mind verse visionary voluntary thought waking words Wordsworth write
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Strana 288 - Shaped by himself with newly-learned art ; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral; And this hath now his heart, And unto this he frames his song: Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business, love, or strife; But it will not be long Ere this be thrown aside, And with new joy and pride The little Actor cons another part ; Filling from time to time his "humorous stage...
Strana 12 - THE REVERIE OF POOR SUSAN. AT the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears, Hangs a thrush that sings loud — it has sung for three years ; Poor Susan has passed by the spot, and has heard In the silence of morning the song of the bird. Tis a note of enchantment ; what ails her ? She sees A mountain ascending, a vision of trees ; Bright volumes of vapour through Lothbury glide, And a river flows on through the vale of Cheapside.
Strana 149 - How exquisitely the individual Mind (And the progressive powers perhaps no less Of the whole species) to the external World Is fitted: — and how exquisitely, too — Theme this but little heard of among men — The external World is fitted to the Mind; And the creation (by no lower name Can it be called) which they with blended might Accomplish: — this is our high argument.
Strana 150 - Paradise, and groves Elysian, Fortunate Fields — like those of old Sought in the Atlantic Main — why should they be A history only of departed things, Or a mere fiction of what never was ? For the discerning intellect of Man, When wedded to this goodly universe In love and holy passion, shall find these A simple produce of the common day.
Strana 151 - In the one the incidents and agents were to be, in part at least, supernatural ; and the excellence aimed at was to consist in the interesting of the affections by the dramatic truth of such emotions as would naturally accompany such situations, supposing them real.
Strana 159 - The same whom in my school-boy days I listened to; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways In bush, and tree, and sky. To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green; And thou wert still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen. And I can listen to thee yet; Can lie upon the plain And listen, till I do beget That golden time again.
Strana 61 - He answered and said unto them, Because it is given unto you to know the mysteries of the kingdom of heaven, but to them it is not
Strana 28 - As I WALKED through the wilderness of this world, I lighted on a certain place where was a Den, and I laid me down in that place to sleep: and as I slept I dreamed a dream. I dreamed, and behold, I saw a man clothed with rags, standing in a certain place, with his face from his own house, a book in his hand, and a great burden upon his back.
Strana 96 - The hand that rounded Peter's dome, And groined the aisles of Christian Rome, Wrought in a sad sincerity: Himself from God he could not free; He builded better than he knew : The conscious stone to beauty grew.
Strana 248 - Poetry thus makes immortal all that is best and most beautiful in the world ; it arrests the vanishing apparitions which haunt the interlunations of life, and veiling them, or in language or in form, sends them forth among mankind, bearing sweet news of kindred joy to those with whom their sisters abide — abide, because there is no portal of expression from the caverns of the spirit which they inhabit into the universe of things. Poetry redeems from decay the visitations of the divinity in man.