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...shrine, With brow in penitential sorrow bent ! II. A Poet ! — He hath put his heart to school, \or dares to move unpropped upon the staff Which art hath...pool, In fear that else, when critics grave and cool lUve killed him, scorn should write his epitaph. How does the meadow-flower its bloom unfold? Because...

...hand present One offering, kneel before her modest shrine, With brow in penitential sorrow bent ! n. poo), In fear that else, when critics grave and cool Have killed him, scorn should write his epitaph....

...One offering, kneel before her modest shrine, With brow in penitential sorrow bent ! IL A Pott ! — He hath put his heart to school, Nor dares to move unpropped upon the staff Which art bath lodged within his hand — must laugh By precept only, and shed tears by rule. Thy art be nature...

...in his own sonnet, — " A Poet !— He hath put his heart to school, Nor dares to move unpropp'cl upon the staff Which Art hath lodged within his hand...In fear that else, when Critics grave and cool Have kill'd him, Scorn should write his epitaph. How does the meadow-flower its bloom unfold ? Because the...

...been utterly forgotten, and he has adhered only to the grand law laid down in his own sonnet, — " A Poet ! — He hath put his heart to school, Nor dares to move unpropp'd upon the staff Which Art hath lodged within his hand — must laugh By precept only and shed...

...them. The unguilty Power pursues his way, And hefore him doth dawn perpetual run. XXvH. A POET !— lie hath put his heart to school, Nor dares to move unpropped...hand — must laugh By precept only, and shed tears hy rule. Thy Art he Nature ; the live current quatl, And let the groveller sip his stagnant pool, In...

...dawn perpetual run. XXVII. A Aurr/— He hath put his heart to school, Nor dares to move unproppcd upon the staff Which Art hath lodged within his hand — must laugh Piy precept only, and shed tears by rule. Thy Art be Nature ; the live current quaff, And let the groveller...

...Classic Drama, This question has been partly disposed of already, in speaking of the freedom and * A Poet ! — He hath put his heart to school, Nor dares to move nnpropp'd upon the staff Which Art hath lodg'd within his hand, — must laugh By precept only, and...

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