121 ordspråk av Matthew Arnold
Matthew Arnold
In his poetry as well as in his life Shelley was indeed 'a beautiful and ineffectual angel', beating in the void his luminous wings in vain
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Is it so small a thing / To have enjoyed the sun, / To have lived light in the spring, / To have loved, to have thought, to have done?
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It always seems to me that the right sphere for Shelley's genius was the sphere of music, not of poetry.
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It is - last stage of all When we are frozen up within, and quite The phantom of ourselves To hear the world applaud the hollow ghost Which blamed the living man
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It is almost impossible to exaggerate the proneness of the human mind to take miracles as evidence, and to seek for miracles as evidence.
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Journalism is literature in a hurry.
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Know, man hath all which nature hath, but more, and in that more lie all his hopes of good
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Let the long contention cease! / Geese are swans, and swans are geese.
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Let the victors, when they come, / When the forts of folly fall, / Find thy body by the wall.
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Light half-believers of our casual creeds, who never deeply felt, nor clearly will d, whose insight never has borne fruit in deeds, whose vague resolves never have been fulfilled.
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Miracles do not happen. .
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Nature, with equal mind, Sees all her sons at play, Sees man control the wind, The wind sweep man away
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No man, who knows nothing else, knows even his Bible.
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Nor bring to see me cease to live,/ Some doctor full of phrase and fame,/ To shake his sapient head, and give/ The ill he cannot cure a name.
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Not a having and a resting, but a growing and becoming, is the character of perfection as culture conceives it
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