The Age of WordsworthG. Bell and sons, Limited, 1911 - 315 sider |
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admirable Austen beauty became Beddoes Bohn Border brilliant Byron canto century character charm chiefly Chrysaor Coleridge's contemporary Crabbe criticism delight Don Juan drama Edinburgh edition elements Endymion England English English poetry essay expression exquisite familiar famous genius German Godwin Goethe Grasmere Greek Hazlitt Headlong Hall heroic Horace Smith human humour ideal imagination instinct intellectual Irish Jane Austen Keats Keats's Lady Morgan Lamb Landor later less literary literature Lyrical Ballads Milman mind Moore mystic Nature never noble novel Old Mortality passion Peacock penetrated Peter Bell picturesque poem poet poetic poetry political Prometheus prose published Queen Mab Revolution revolutionary rich Romantic Romanticism Rousseau satire scenery Scott Scottish sense sentiment Shelley Shelley's songs sonnet Southey spirit stanzas story Stowey style subtle tale things thought Tintern Abbey tion touch tradition tragedy verse vision Waverley William William Hazlitt Wordsworth Wordsworthian wrote
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Side 258 - Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own works. My own domestic criticism has given me pain without comparison beyond what " Blackwood" or the "Quarterly" could possibly inflict : and also when I feel I am right, no external praise can give me such a glow as my own solitary reperception and ratification of what is fine.
Side 233 - Werther-faced man' in Germany, so as to show the different ridicules of the society in each of those countries, and to have displayed him gradually gdte and blase as he grew older, as is natural. But I had not quite fixed whether to make him end in Hell, or in an unhappy marriage, not knowing which would be the severest.
Side 151 - The Blessing of my later years Was with me when a boy : She gave me eyes, she gave me ears ; And humble cares, and delicate fears ; A heart, the fountain of sweet tears ; And love, and thought, and joy.
Side 260 - I have written to George for some Books — shall learn Greek, and very likely Italian — and in other ways prepare myself to ask Hazlitt in about a year's time, the best metaphysical road I can take. For although I take Poetry to be Chief, yet there is something else wanting to one who passes his life among Books and thoughts on Books— I long to feast upon old Homer as we have upon Shakspeare, and as I have lately upon Milton.
Side 260 - I have been hovering for some time between an exquisite sense of the luxurious, and a love for philosophy : were I calculated for the former I should be glad. But as I am not, I shall turn all my soul to the latter.
Side 247 - Man, one harmonious soul of many a soul, Whose nature is its own divine control, Where all things flow to all, as rivers to the sea...
Side 260 - I should not have consented to myself, these four months, tramping in the Highlands, but that I thought it would give me more experience, rub off more prejudice, use [me] to more hardship, identify finer scenes, load me with grander mountains, and strengthen more my reach in poetry, than would stopping at home among books, even though I should reach Homer.
Side 260 - I find earlier days are gone by — I find that I can have no enjoyment in the world but continual drinking of knowledge. I find there is no worthy pursuit but the idea of doing some good to the world.