KeatsMacmillan, 1887 - 233 頁 |
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第 8 頁
... beauty might easily fancy would become great - but rather in some military capacity than in literature . You will remark that this taste came out rather suddenly and unexpectedly .... In all active exercises he excelled . The generosity ...
... beauty might easily fancy would become great - but rather in some military capacity than in literature . You will remark that this taste came out rather suddenly and unexpectedly .... In all active exercises he excelled . The generosity ...
第 13 頁
... beauty trium- phant or in distress . Through the new world thus opened to him Keats went ranging with delight : ' ramping ' is Cowden Clarke's word : he shewed more- over his own instinct for the poetical art by fastening with critical ...
... beauty trium- phant or in distress . Through the new world thus opened to him Keats went ranging with delight : ' ramping ' is Cowden Clarke's word : he shewed more- over his own instinct for the poetical art by fastening with critical ...
第 19 頁
... beauty of imagery , description , and simile , than for the interest of action or passion . Newmarch used some- times to laugh at Keats and his flights , -to the indig- nation of his brothers , who came often to see him , and treated ...
... beauty of imagery , description , and simile , than for the interest of action or passion . Newmarch used some- times to laugh at Keats and his flights , -to the indig- nation of his brothers , who came often to see him , and treated ...
第 28 頁
... beauty of the result depended upon the skill and feeling with which this free element of the pattern was made to play about and interweave itself with the fixed element , the flow and divisions of the sentence now crossing and now ...
... beauty of the result depended upon the skill and feeling with which this free element of the pattern was made to play about and interweave itself with the fixed element , the flow and divisions of the sentence now crossing and now ...
第 34 頁
... beauty or power , he could never wed himself to any as representing ultimate truth . In matters of poetic feeling and fancy Keats and Hunt had not a little in common . Both alike were given to ' luxuriating ' somewhat effusively and ...
... beauty or power , he could never wed himself to any as representing ultimate truth . In matters of poetic feeling and fancy Keats and Hunt had not a little in common . Both alike were given to ' luxuriating ' somewhat effusively and ...
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Abbey admirably afterwards Appendix Bailey beauty beginning brother Brown Charles Wentworth Dilke charm colour Cowden Clarke criticism death delight Dilke effect Endymion English Eve of St expression eyes fancy Fanny Brawne feel Forman friends genius George Keats Greek Hampstead Haydon heart Houghton MSS human Hunt's Hyperion imagination instinct Jennings John Hamilton Reynolds John Keats Keats's kind Lamia later Leigh Hunt letter lines literary literature living London Lord Houghton Milton mind nature never once partly passage passion piece pleasant poem poet poet's poetic poetry quoted Reynolds rhyme romance says seems Severn Shelley sister sonnet soul speak Spenser spirit spring St Agnes stanza stood story summer sweet Taylor Teignmouth tell thee things thou thought touch Vale of Health verse vision volume walked Winchester words Wordsworth writes written wrote young youth
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第 178 頁 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too...
第 170 頁 - Do not all charms fly At the mere touch of cold philosophy ? There was an awful rainbow once in heaven : We know her woof, her texture ; she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air and gnomed mine — Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile made The tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade.
第 177 頁 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.
第 219 頁 - But to her heart, her heart was voluble, Paining with eloquence her balmy side; As though a tongueless nightingale should swell Her throat in vain, and die, heart-stifled, in her dell.
第 30 頁 - Or roll the planets through the boundless sky. Some less refined, beneath the moon's pale light Pursue the stars that shoot athwart the night, Or suck the mists in grosser air below, Or dip their pinions in the painted bow, Or brew fierce tempests on the wintry main, Or o'er the glebe distil the kindly rain.
第 177 頁 - Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness ! Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun ; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core...
第 173 頁 - O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty," — that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
第 173 頁 - What little town by river or sea shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be; and not a soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.
第 60 頁 - What though I am not wealthy in the dower Of spanning wisdom ; though I do not know The shiftings of the mighty winds that blow Hither and thither all the changing thoughts Of man : though no great minist'ring reason sorts Out the dark mysteries of human souls To clear conceiving : yet there ever rolls A vast idea before me, and I glean Therefrom my liberty ; thence too I've seen The end and aim of Poesy.
第 112 頁 - I find earlier days are gone by — I find that I can have no enjoyment in the world but continual drinking of knowledge.