Poems and Essays, Volume 2Chapman and Hall, 1860 - Bookbinding |
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... MEROPE : A TRAGEDY . * [ April 1858. ] MR . ARNOLD is no doubt following his own true bent when he devotes himself to what is called the classical school of literature . Certainly no living poet is so well qualified to familiarise the ...
... MEROPE : A TRAGEDY . * [ April 1858. ] MR . ARNOLD is no doubt following his own true bent when he devotes himself to what is called the classical school of literature . Certainly no living poet is so well qualified to familiarise the ...
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... Merope teaching us what Greek tragedy is , we ought to know what Greek tragedy was to under- stand what Merope is ; true that those will read it with the greatest pleasure and the highest appreciation who have got a standard with which ...
... Merope teaching us what Greek tragedy is , we ought to know what Greek tragedy was to under- stand what Merope is ; true that those will read it with the greatest pleasure and the highest appreciation who have got a standard with which ...
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... Merope merits notice , if for no other reason , because the genius of its author stands very dis- tinct among those of his contemporaries ; and this work is an effort to exert and extend its most salutary influ- ence . There is a ...
... Merope merits notice , if for no other reason , because the genius of its author stands very dis- tinct among those of his contemporaries ; and this work is an effort to exert and extend its most salutary influ- ence . There is a ...
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... Merope , the widow of the murdered king . Merope sent away and concealed her infant son . Poly- phontes sought for him every where , and promised gold to whoever should slay him . He , when he grew up , laid a plan to avenge the murder ...
... Merope , the widow of the murdered king . Merope sent away and concealed her infant son . Poly- phontes sought for him every where , and promised gold to whoever should slay him . He , when he grew up , laid a plan to avenge the murder ...
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... Merope , then , is not a subject that affords scope for the highest kind of dramatic art . Our interest in her story is one not tragical in its nature , but of transient grief and terror . Moreover , it ceases when , long before the ...
... Merope , then , is not a subject that affords scope for the highest kind of dramatic art . Our interest in her story is one not tragical in its nature , but of transient grief and terror . Moreover , it ceases when , long before the ...
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Page 7 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Page 459 - The lonely mountains o'er And the resounding shore A voice of weeping heard, and loud lament; From haunted spring and dale Edged with poplar pale The parting Genius is with sighing sent; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
Page 7 - COURAGE !" he said, and pointed toward the land, " This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon." In the afternoon they came unto a land, In which it seemed always afternoon. All round the coast the languid air did swoon, Breathing like one that hath a weary dream.
Page 372 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state: From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer being here below? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed today, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Page 7 - The dawn, the dawn,' and died away; And East and West, without a breath, Mixt their dim lights, like life and death, To broaden into boundless day.
Page 7 - Remorsefully regarded thro' his tears, And would have spoken, but he found not words; Then took with care, and kneeling on one knee, O'er both his shoulders drew the languid hands, And rising bore him thro