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The Haunted Castle: A Study of the Elements of English Romanticism
Affichage d'extraits - 1964
The Haunted Castle: A Study of the Elements of English Romanticism, Volume 10
Affichage d'extraits - 1964
Ahasuerus already Ambrosio Ann Radcliffe appears atmosphere awaken ballads Barsisa beauty become Byronic hero Castle of Otranto Clara Reeve colour conception crime dark daughter death depicted Doctor Johnson dreadful effect English eternal evil eyes fate fear feeling forest ghost Giaour glance gloomy Gothic haunted castle heroine horror human idea idyllic imagination incest influence landscape later legend Lewis Lewis's light literary literature lonely maiden Manfred material Matilda Medardus melancholy midnight mind monastery monk Montoni moonlight mother mountain murdered Mysteries of Udolpho mysterious nature night novel Old English Baron passion person picture play poem poet poetical poetry portrait Radcliffe Radcliffe's reader regard revealed romantic romanticism romanticists Rosicrucian ruins scene Scott secret Shakespeare Shelley Sicilian Romance solemn sombre soul Southey Southey's spirit story strange supernatural suspense terror terror-romantic terror-romanticists theme tower tyrant Udolpho Vathek vision Walpole Walpole's Wandering Jew wind writing young hero youth
Page 20 - Or let my lamp at midnight hour Be seen in some high lonely tower...
Page 48 - Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Page 249 - Avaunt ! and quit my sight. Let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes, Which thou dost glare with.
Page 379 - I set her on my pacing steed. And nothing else saw all day long; For sidelong would she bend, and sing A faery's song. She found me roots of relish sweet, And honey wild, and manna dew. And sure in language strange she said 'I love thee true'.
Page 47 - The moon shines bright : in such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees And they did make no noise, in such a night Troilus methinks mounted the Troyan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Page 33 - He reads much ; He is a great observer and he looks Quite through the deeds of men ; he loves no plays, As thou dost, Antony ; he hears no music ; Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort As if he mock'd himself and scorn'd his spirit That could be moved to smile at any thing.
Page 48 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears; soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold.
Page 165 - The outward shows of sky and earth, Of hill and valley, he has viewed ; And impulses of deeper birth Have come to him in solitude. In common things that round us lie Some random truths he can impart, — The harvest of a quiet eye That broods and sleeps on his own heart.
Page 199 - And the Lord turned, and looked upon Peter; and Peter remembered the word of the Lord, how he had said unto him, Before the cock crow, thou shalt deny me thrice. And Peter went out, and wept bitterly.
Page 49 - Pour'd through the mellow horn her pensive soul: And dashing soft from rocks around Bubbling runnels jtiin'd the sound ; Through glades and glooms the mingled measure stole, Or, o'er some haunted stream, with fond delay, Round an holy calm diffusing, Love of peace, and lonely musing, In hollow murmurs died away.
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