On English Poetry: Being an Irregular Approach to the Psychology of this Art, from Evidence Mainly Subjective

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A.A. Knopf, 1922 - 137 Seiten
The greater part of this book will appear controversial, but any critic who expects me to argue on what I have written, is begged kindly to excuse me; my garrison is withdrawn without a shot fired and his artillery may blow the fortress to pieces at leisure. These notebook reflections are only offered as being based on the rules which regulate my own work at the moment, for many of which I claim no universal application and have promised no lasting regard. They have been suggested from time to time mostly by particular problems in the writing of my last two volumes of poetry. Hesitating to formulate at present a comprehensive water-tight philosophy of poetry, I have dispensed with a continuous argument, and so the sections either stand independently or are intended to get their force by suggestive neighbourliness rather than by logical catenation. The names of the glass houses in which my name as an authority on poetry lodges at present, are to be found on a back page. -- The Author
 

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Seite 96 - Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes.) I concentrate toward them that are nigh, I wait on the doorslab.
Seite 50 - My heart was hot within me, and while I was thus musing the fire kindled : and at the last I spake with my tongue.
Seite 47 - I AM that which began ; Out of me the years roll ; Out of me God and man ; I am equal and whole ; God changes, and man, and the form of them bodily ; I am the soul.
Seite 72 - There was a naughty Boy, And a naughty Boy was he, He ran away to Scotland The people for to see — Then he found That the ground Was as hard, That a yard Was as long, That a song Was as merry, That a cherry Was as red — That lead Was as weighty, That fourscore Was as eighty, That a door Was as wooden As in England — So he stood in his shoes And he wonder'd...
Seite 131 - When the hounds of spring are on winter's traces, The mother of months in meadow or plain Fills the shadows and windy places With lisp of leaves and ripple of rain...
Seite 107 - I remember Keats reading to me with great relish and particularity, conscious of what he had set forth, the lines describing the supper 1 and ending with the words, " 'And lucent syrups tinct with cinnamon.' " Mr. Wordsworth would have said the vowels were not varied enough; but Keats knew where his vowels were not to be varied.
Seite 123 - ... of particular sects, clans, castes, types, and professions, among whom he moves. To so many of these has he been formally enrolled as a member and to so many more has he virtually added himself as a supernumerary member by showing a disinterested sympathy and by practising his exceptionally developed powers of intuition, that in any...
Seite 99 - The Ram, the Bull, the heavenly Twins, And next the Crab the Lion shines, The Virgin and the Scales ; The Scorpion, Archer, and He-goat, The Man that holds the watering-pot, And Fish with glittering tails.
Seite 111 - He found a formula for drawing comic rabbits : This formula for drawing comic rabbits paid, So in the end he could not change the tragic habits This formula for drawing comic rabbits made.
Seite 85 - Drama as a cleansing [84] rite of religion, is a form of psycho-therapy. Being the transformation into dream symbolism of some disturbing emotional crisis in the poet's mind (whether dominated by delight or pain) poetry has the power of homoeopathically healing other men's minds similarly troubled, by presenting them under the spell of hypnosis with an allegorical solution of the trouble.

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