Life, Letters, and Literary Remains, of John KeatsG. P. Putnam, 1848 - 393 頁 |
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... death , but had added to one gift the consciousness of public disregard , and to the other the trial of severe physical suffering . With the works of Keats I had always felt a strong poetical sympathy , accompanied by a ceaseless wonder ...
... death , but had added to one gift the consciousness of public disregard , and to the other the trial of severe physical suffering . With the works of Keats I had always felt a strong poetical sympathy , accompanied by a ceaseless wonder ...
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... death . As men die , so they walk among posterity ; and our impression of Keats can only be that of a noble nature perseveringly testing its own powers , of a man- ly heart bravely surmounting its first hard experience , and of an ...
... death . As men die , so they walk among posterity ; and our impression of Keats can only be that of a noble nature perseveringly testing its own powers , of a man- ly heart bravely surmounting its first hard experience , and of an ...
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... death , which occurred suddenly , in 1810 , ( though she had lingered for some years in a consumption , ) he hid himself in a nook under the master's desk for several days , in a long agony of grief , and would take no consolation from ...
... death , which occurred suddenly , in 1810 , ( though she had lingered for some years in a consumption , ) he hid himself in a nook under the master's desk for several days , in a long agony of grief , and would take no consolation from ...
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... , " that he thought no one could dare to read Macbeth ' alone in a house , at two o'clock in the morning . " On the death of their remaining parent , the young Keats's were consigned to the guardianship of Mr. Abbey , a JOHN KEATS . 17.
... , " that he thought no one could dare to read Macbeth ' alone in a house , at two o'clock in the morning . " On the death of their remaining parent , the young Keats's were consigned to the guardianship of Mr. Abbey , a JOHN KEATS . 17.
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... death obscured that eye Whence Genius mildly flashed , and high debate . How soon that voice , majestic and elate , Melted in dying numbers ! Oh ! how nigh Was night to thy fair morning . Thou didst die A half - blown flow'ret which ...
... death obscured that eye Whence Genius mildly flashed , and high debate . How soon that voice , majestic and elate , Melted in dying numbers ! Oh ! how nigh Was night to thy fair morning . Thou didst die A half - blown flow'ret which ...
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第 367 頁 - I met a lady in the meads, Full beautiful - a faery's child, Her hair was long, her foot was light, And her eyes were wild.
第 143 頁 - The Genius of Poetry must work out its own salvation in a man. It cannot be matured by law and precept, but by sensation and watchfulness in itself. That which is creative must create itself.
第 69 頁 - Dilke on various subjects; several things dove-tailed in my mind, and at once it struck me what quality went to form a Man of Achievement, especially in Literature, and which Shakespeare possessed so enormously — I mean Negative Capability, that is, when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason...
第 247 頁 - He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again; From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn.
第 245 頁 - And flowering weeds, and fragrant copses dress The bones of Desolation's nakedness Pass, till the Spirit of the spot shall lead Thy footsteps to a slope of green access Where, like an infant's smile, over the dead, 440 A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread.
第 95 頁 - Or may I woo thee In earlier Sicilian ? or thy smiles Seek as they once were sought, in Grecian isles, By bards who died content on pleasant sward, Leaving great verse unto a little clan ? O, give me their old vigour, and unheard Save of the quiet Primrose, and the span Of heaven and few ears, Rounded by thee, my song should die away Content as theirs, Rich in the simple worship of a day.
第 142 頁 - Our Adonais has drunk poison — Oh! What deaf and viperous murderer could crown Life's early cup with such a draught of woe? The nameless worm would now itself disown: It felt, yet could escape, the magic tone Whose prelude held all envy, hate, and wrong, But what was howling in one breast alone, Silent with expectation of the song, Whose master's hand is cold, whose silver lyre unstrung.
第 143 頁 - 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.
第 32 頁 - Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up ; urchins Shall, for that vast of night that they may work, All exercise on thee ; thou shalt be pinch'd As thick as honeycomb, each pinch more stinging Than bees that made 'em.
第 74 頁 - I MET a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, * Tell that its sculptor well those passions read...