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Wordsworth, Tennyson, and Browning: A Study in Human Freedom
Solomon Francis Gingerich
Zobrazenie úryvkov - 1968
attain beauty become believe Book Browning Browning's called character childhood common conception concrete conscious criticism deal deep deepest direction doubt earth elements energy existence experience expression external face fact faith feelings fixed forces freedom give given greater hand heart heaven higher highest hold hopes human idea ideal imagination immortality infinite inner intensity interest lies light living man's material matter means mechanical memory mind moral mystery mystical nature never objects once passage passion past perfect play poem poet poetic poetry possess practical present principle produced pure qualities question reason says scientific seems seen sense sensitiveness side soul speak spirit strength strong Tennyson thee theory things thought tion true truth turn universe vast vision vital volitional whole Wordsworth worth
Strana 196 - And bade me creep past. No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements...
Strana 105 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower; Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse : and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Strana 256 - A SLUMBER did my spirit seal ; I had no human fears: She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force ; She neither hears nor sees: Rolled round in earth's diurnal course, With rocks, and stones, and trees.
Strana 107 - tis surely blind. But welcome fortitude, and patient cheer, And frequent sights of what is to be borne ! Such sights, or worse, as are before me here. — Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.
Strana 198 - Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies that broke through language and escaped; All I could never be, All, men ignored in me, This, I was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped.
Strana 143 - Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath: I know no more.
Strana 101 - Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery; 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.
Strana 42 - I have said that poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquillity...