List of authors. Essay on English poetry. General indexThomas Campbell J. Murray, 1819 |
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... conceive how the sudden and distinct formation of English can be said to have commenced with unmixed Saxon ; but Mr. Ellis , possibly , meant the period of Layamon's work to be the date after , and not at which the change may be ...
... conceive how the sudden and distinct formation of English can be said to have commenced with unmixed Saxon ; but Mr. Ellis , possibly , meant the period of Layamon's work to be the date after , and not at which the change may be ...
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... conceive , is much more probably to be presumed ' . Layamon , however , whether we call him Saxon or English , certainly exhibits a dawn of English . And when did this dawn appear ? Mr. Ellis computes that it was in 1180 , placing it ...
... conceive , is much more probably to be presumed ' . Layamon , however , whether we call him Saxon or English , certainly exhibits a dawn of English . And when did this dawn appear ? Mr. Ellis computes that it was in 1180 , placing it ...
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... conceived ; but that such a lingua Franca was ever the distinct dialect , even of a mercantile class , Mr. Ellis proves neither by speci- mens nor historical evidence . The syno- nymes in our language may certainly be accounted for by ...
... conceived ; but that such a lingua Franca was ever the distinct dialect , even of a mercantile class , Mr. Ellis proves neither by speci- mens nor historical evidence . The syno- nymes in our language may certainly be accounted for by ...
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... . It is often found very distinct in Langlande ; and that species of verse , at least , I conceive , is not necessarily to be referred to a Norman origin . romantic poetry , was not instantaneous after the Conquest ; ENGLISH POETRY . 25.
... . It is often found very distinct in Langlande ; and that species of verse , at least , I conceive , is not necessarily to be referred to a Norman origin . romantic poetry , was not instantaneous after the Conquest ; ENGLISH POETRY . 25.
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Thomas Campbell. oppressed uniformity . To the spirit of poetry we should conceive such a period to be an impassable Avernus , where she would drop her wings and expire . Un- doubtedly this inference will be found warranted by a general ...
Thomas Campbell. oppressed uniformity . To the spirit of poetry we should conceive such a period to be an impassable Avernus , where she would drop her wings and expire . Un- doubtedly this inference will be found warranted by a general ...
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Стр. 265 - What modes of sight betwixt each wide extreme, The mole's dim curtain, and the lynx's beam: Of smell, the headlong lioness between, And hound sagacious on the tainted green: Of hearing, from the life that fills the flood, To that which warbles thro' the vernal wood: The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine!
Стр. 263 - Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Стр. 265 - Or in proud falls magnificently lost, But clear and artless, pouring" through the plain Health to the sick, and solace to the swain. Whose causeway parts the vale with shady rows? Whose seats the weary traveller repose ? Who taught that Heav'n-directed spire to rise? " The Man of Ross,
Стр. 219 - Do my face (If thou had'st ever feeling of a sorrow) Thus, thus, Antiphila : strive to make me look Like Sorrow's monument ; and the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless ; let the rocks Groan with continual surges ; and behind me, Make all a desolation.
Стр. 266 - So Zembla's rocks (the beauteous work of frost) Rise white in air, and glitter o'er the coast ; Pale suns, unfelt, at distance roll away, And on th' impassive ice the lightnings play ; Eternal snows the growing mass supply, Till the bright mountains prop th' incumbent sky ; As Atlas fix'd, each hoary pile appears, The gather'd winter of a thousand years.
Стр. 242 - Anon they move In perfect phalanx to the Dorian mood Of flutes and soft recorders...
Стр. 35 - THOUGH some make slight of libels, yet you may see by them how the wind sits : as take a straw and throw it up into the air, you shall see by that which way the wind is, which you shall not do by casting up a stone. More solid things do not show the complexion of the times so well as ballads and libels.
Стр. 229 - When our souls shall leave this dwelling, The glory of one fair and virtuous action Is above all the scutcheons on our tomb, Or silken banners over us.
Стр. 233 - E'en death to die for thee. Thou art my life, my love, my heart, The very eyes of me: And hast command of every part, To live and die for thee.
Стр. 142 - Struck with the accents of archangels' tunes, Wrought not more pleasure to her husband's thoughts, Than this fair woman's words and notes to mine. May that sweet plain that bears her pleasant weight, Be still...