February 2012
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“For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, Nor harsh, nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue.”
—William Wordsworth, “Lines: Composed a Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey.” Lines 89-94.
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Jenny Kissed Me
Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in!
Say I’m weary, say I’m sad,
Say that health and wealth have missed me,
Say I’m growing old, but add,
Jenny kissed me.
-James Henry Leigh Hunt
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“The day drags through though storms keep out the sun;
And thus the heart will...”
– Child Harold’s Pilgrimage, Lord Byron, st. 32
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forthelustres:
“O Mirth and Innocence! O milk and water! Ye happy mixtures of more happy days.”
—Lord Byron, Beppo. Stanza 80.
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The Problem with Defining Romanticism
“When the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood turned themselves into a school, they knew exactly how they wanted to challenge received notions about pictorial representation: the Imagists published a manifesto of sorts in Blast that represented an agreed line of attack.
The British Romantics could not have done this. Blake, Wordsworth, Coleridge, Byron,...