Lectures on English literature, from Chaucer to TennysonRarry & McMillan, 1855 - 411 pages |
From inside the book
Results 1-5 of 94
Page xxii
... spirits , with a capacity not only for intellectual enjoyment , but professional usefulness , enlarged by observation of other institutions and intercourse with the wise and good of the Mother country , especially those who had made ...
... spirits , with a capacity not only for intellectual enjoyment , but professional usefulness , enlarged by observation of other institutions and intercourse with the wise and good of the Mother country , especially those who had made ...
Page 26
... of the great poets . We may perhaps remember , too , how the chastening influence of wise and genial criticism may have won our spirits away from some malignant fascination that fastened on the unripe intellect 26 LECTURE FIRST .
... of the great poets . We may perhaps remember , too , how the chastening influence of wise and genial criticism may have won our spirits away from some malignant fascination that fastened on the unripe intellect 26 LECTURE FIRST .
Page 36
... spirit , which can " find tongues in trees , books in the running brooks , sermons in stones , and good in every thing . " We must not be un- mindful how exquisitely the individual man and the ex- ternal world are fitted to each other ...
... spirit , which can " find tongues in trees , books in the running brooks , sermons in stones , and good in every thing . " We must not be un- mindful how exquisitely the individual man and the ex- ternal world are fitted to each other ...
Page 39
... spirits of men ? what is this soul - engendered energy ? The knowledge- literature is measurable , and we can judge of ... spirit in it . There is a higher education , which is akin to religion , for it is a ministry of the soul , and ...
... spirits of men ? what is this soul - engendered energy ? The knowledge- literature is measurable , and we can judge of ... spirit in it . There is a higher education , which is akin to religion , for it is a ministry of the soul , and ...
Page 44
... spirit . It is from the soil of meekness that the true strength of womanhood grows , and it is because it has its root in such a soil that it has a growth so majestic , showering its blossoms and its fruits upon the world . Her ...
... spirit . It is from the soil of meekness that the true strength of womanhood grows , and it is because it has its root in such a soil that it has a growth so majestic , showering its blossoms and its fruits upon the world . Her ...
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
admirable beauty Byron century character Charles Lamb Chaucer cheerfulness Christian Cowper cultivated dark death deep discipline divine duty earnest earth England English language English literature English poetry expression eyes faculties Faery Queen familiar Frances Anne Kemble genial genius gentle give glory guage habit happy hath heart honour Horace Walpole human imagination influence intellectual Jeremy Taylor Julius Charles Hare Lady language lecture letters light litera literary living look Lord Lord Chatham memory Milton mind moral nature never Paradise Lost pass passage passions philosophy poem poet poet's poetic racter reading remarkable sacred Saxon Scott sense Shakspeare sorrow soul sound Southey Southey's speak speech Spenser spirit stanzas style sympathy Tenterden thing thou thought and feeling tion true truth uncon utterance verse wisdom wise wit and humour womanly words Wordsworth writings
Popular passages
Page 191 - The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Page 46 - For woman is not undevelopt man, But diverse : could we make her as the man, Sweet Love were slain : his dearest bond is this, Not like to like, but like in difference. Yet in the long years liker must they grow ; The man be more of woman, she of man ; He gain in sweetness and in moral height, Nor lose the wrestling thews that throw the world ; She mental breadth, nor fail in childward care, Nor lose the childlike in the larger mind ; Till at the last she set herself to man, Like perfect music unto...
Page 163 - Be of good comfort, Master Ridley, and play the man. We shall this day light such a candle, by God's grace, in England, as I trust shall never be put out.
Page 227 - It was said of Socrates, that he brought Philosophy down from Heaven to inhabit among Men ; and I shall be ambitious to have it said of me, that I have brought Philosophy out of Closets and Libraries, Schools and Colleges, to dwell in Clubs and Assemblies, at Tea-tables, and in Coffee-houses.
Page 217 - Thy soul was like a star, and dwelt apart: Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea: Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou travel on life's common way, In cheerful godliness; and yet thy heart The lowliest duties on herself did lay.
Page 36 - Dreams, books, are each a world ; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good : Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Page 224 - And, wondering, on their faces fell To worship that celestial sound : Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well.
Page 239 - Toll for the brave! The brave that are no more! All sunk beneath the wave, Fast by their native shore ! Eight hundred of the brave, Whose courage well was tried, Had made the vessel heel, And laid her on her side. A land-breeze shook the shrouds, And she was overset; Down went the Royal George, With all her crew complete.
Page 177 - I have of late— but wherefore I know not— lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Page 287 - MANY a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of misery, Or the mariner, worn and wan, Never thus could voyage on Day and night, and night and day, Drifting on his dreary way, With the solid darkness black Closing round his vessel's track ; Whilst above the sunless sky, Big with clouds, hangs heavily...