The Life, Letters and Table Talk of Benjamin Robert HaydonScribner, Armstrong and Company, 1876 - 311 Seiten |
Im Buch
Ergebnisse 1-5 von 38
Seite xviii
... Lost , divine " Hyperion . " When the reader comes to the sonnet in the Letters , he will note a curious hiatus in the thirteenth line . Why was it left , and who can fill it properly ? The three persons shadowed forth in the first ...
... Lost , divine " Hyperion . " When the reader comes to the sonnet in the Letters , he will note a curious hiatus in the thirteenth line . Why was it left , and who can fill it properly ? The three persons shadowed forth in the first ...
Seite 4
... lost his contracts . And that was all the reward , saving the " thanks , " he ever received . But it did not affect his public zeal , for he corre- sponded with the Admiralty to the last . CHILD LIFE AT PLYMOUTH . It will be easily ...
... lost his contracts . And that was all the reward , saving the " thanks , " he ever received . But it did not affect his public zeal , for he corre- sponded with the Admiralty to the last . CHILD LIFE AT PLYMOUTH . It will be easily ...
Seite 5
... lost to the last day of his life . The people about the child talked of nothing else . The busy town of Plymouth , so picturesquely situated , with its rocks and water , its ships and batteries ; and Devonport - it then went by the name ...
... lost to the last day of his life . The people about the child talked of nothing else . The busy town of Plymouth , so picturesquely situated , with its rocks and water , its ships and batteries ; and Devonport - it then went by the name ...
Seite 7
... lost to us now . His little head was not crammed with useless facts that he had neither the power nor the will to turn to good account . He knew , I feel sure , very little of his Latin gram- mar , or of history , but a great deal of ...
... lost to us now . His little head was not crammed with useless facts that he had neither the power nor the will to turn to good account . He knew , I feel sure , very little of his Latin gram- mar , or of history , but a great deal of ...
Seite 10
... lost his sight for six weeks . When he rallied he had greatly lost his natural sight , and was ever after compelled to wear spectacles . Some of the family re- garded this as a judgment of Providence for his ingratitude . But it never ...
... lost his sight for six weeks . When he rallied he had greatly lost his natural sight , and was ever after compelled to wear spectacles . Some of the family re- garded this as a judgment of Providence for his ingratitude . But it never ...
Andere Ausgaben - Alle anzeigen
The Life, Letters and Table Talk of Benjamin Robert Haydon Benjamin Robert Haydon,Richard Henry Stoddard Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2014 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
admiration artists asked B. R. HAYDON beautiful believe Bonaparte Byron cartoons Chantrey character DAVID WILKIE DEAR HAYDON DEAR KEATS DEAR SIR death delight Dentatus drawing Duke Elgin Marbles England English exhibition expression exquisite father feel genius give Hazlitt head heard heart honor hope JOHN KEATS King knew Lady laugh Lazarus Leigh Hunt letter living London look Lord Byron Lord Durham Lord Egremont Lord Elgin Lord Melbourne Lord Mulgrave Macbeth mind MISS MITFORD Moore Napoleon never night nobility opinion paint painter painting-room passion Payne Knight picture poet poetry poor portrait Prince Hoare pupils remember replied Royal Academy seems Seguier sent Shakespeare Sir George Beaumont Sir Robert Peel Sir Walter Scott talk taste tell things thought tion told took walked whole wife Wilkie Wordsworth writes wrote young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite xvii - My spirit is too weak — Mortality Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep, And each imagined pinnacle and steep Of godlike hardship tells me I must die Like a sick eagle looking at the sky. Yet 'tis a gentle luxury to weep That I have not the cloudy winds to keep Fresh for the opening of the morning's eye.
Seite 170 - GREAT spirits now on earth are sojourning ; He of the cloud, the cataract, the lake, Who on Helvellyn's summit, wide awake, Catches his freshness from Archangel's wing : He of the rose, the violet, the spring, The social smile, the chain for Freedom's sake : And lo!
Seite 183 - I see by little and little more of what is to be done, and how it is to be done, should I ever be able to do it.
Seite 170 - He of the rose, the violet, the spring, The social smile, the chain for Freedom's sake : And lo ! whose steadfastness would never take A meaner sound than Raphael's whispering. And other spirits there are standing apart Upon the forehead of the age to come ; These, these will give the world another heart, And other pulses. Hear ye not the hum Of mighty workings ? Listen awhile, ye nations, and be dumb.
Seite xix - High is our calling, Friend ! — Creative art (Whether the instrument of words she use, Or pencil pregnant with ethereal hues) Demands the service of a mind and heart, Though sensitive, yet in their weakest part Heroically fashioned — to infuse Faith in the whispers of the lonely muse, While the whole world seems adverse to desert.
Seite 237 - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty ; or that youth would sleep out the rest: for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.
Seite 273 - A' made a finer end, and went away an it had been any christom child ; a' parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide : for after I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with flowers and smile upon his fingers...
Seite 173 - My Ideas with respect to it I assure you are very low — and I would write the subject thoroughly again — but I am tired of it and think the time would be better spent in writing a new Romance which I have in my eye for next summer...
Seite 180 - The innumerable compositions and decompositions which take place between the intellect and its thousand materials before it arrives at that trembling delicate, and snail-horn perception of beauty...
Seite 218 - My indignation at Mr. Keats's depreciation of Pope has hardly permitted me to do justice to his own genius, which, malgre all the fantastic fopperies of his style, was undoubtedly of great promise. His fragment of ' Hyperion ' seems actually inspired by the Titans, and is as sublime as ^Eschylus.