 | Richard Hayman - 2003 - 300 sider
...mighty world Of eye, and ear, both what they half create And what perceive; well pleased to recognise In nature and the language of the sense The anchor...the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being.4 Wordsworth's use of authentic everyday language in Lyrical Ballads was an attempt to strip... | |
 | Eric Higgs - 2003 - 368 sider
...half create, And what perceive; well pleased to recognise In nature and the language of the senses, the anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, the guide,...guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. 44 This power to "half create" suffuses the modern era and inspires a fundamental ambiguity on which... | |
 | E. Hershey Sneath - 2003 - 304 sider
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 | Stephen Gill - 2003 - 324 sider
...to another transport, 'A motion and a spirit', than the possibility of its mistakenness is raised: 'Nor, perchance, / If I were not thus taught, should I the more / Suffer my genial spirits to decay . . .' (lines 112-14). The reassurance disturbs because the preceding, persuasive afflatus had seemed... | |
 | Leonora Leet - 2004 - 542 sider
...thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, . . . well pleased to recognize In nature and the language...guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. (LL. 93-96, 100-103, 107-11) This belief in the spiritual guidance offered through association with... | |
 | Charles Altieri - 2003 - 324 sider
...Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods And mountains; and of all that we behold . . . well pleased to recognize In nature and the language...guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. (I: 360) Wordsworth faces a considerable problem here. He wants to make his individual situation stand... | |
 | T. Patrick Burke - 2004 - 400 sider
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 | Christopher Butler - 2005 - 256 sider
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Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains; and of all that we behold From this green earth; of all the mighty world Of eye and ear,— both what they half create, And what perceive; well pleased to recognize In nature and... 
