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Matthew Arnold
(1822-1888 / Middlesex / England)
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63 poems of Matthew Arnold
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''Thou waitest for the spark from heaven!''
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Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. The Scholar-Gipsy (l. 171). . .
Selected Poems and Prose [Matthew Arnold]. Allot, Miriam, ed. (1...
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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 fulfill'd.''
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Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. The Scholar-Gipsy, l. 172-5 (1853).
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''Still nursing the unconquerable hope,
Still clutching the inviolable shade.''
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Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. The Scholar-Gipsy, st. 22 (1853).
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''each year we see
Breeds new beginnings, disappointments new;''
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Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. The Scholar-Gipsy (l. 176-177). . .
Selected Poems and Prose [Matthew Arnold]. Allot, Miriam, ed...
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''Once pass'd I blindfold here, at any hour,
Now seldom come I, since I came with him.
That single elm-tree bright
Against the west—I miss it! is it gone?''
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Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. Thyrsis (l. 24-27). . .
Selected Poems and Prose [Matthew Arnold]. Allot, Miriam, ed. (1993) J.M...
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I fell her finger light
Laid pausefully upon life's headlong train;—
The foot less prompt to meet the morning dew,
The heart less bounding at emotion new,
And hope, once crush...
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Matthew Arnold (1822-1888). Thyrsis (l. 137-141). . .
Selected Poems and Prose [Matthew Arnold]. Allot, Miriam, ed. (1993) J.M. Dent.
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''That sweet city with her dreaming spires.''
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Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. "Thyrsis," l. 19 (1866).
Referring to Oxford, where Arnold was Professor of Poetry at the univer...
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Unbreachable the fort
Of the long-batter'd world uplifts its wall;
And strange and vain the earthly turmoil grows,
And near and real the charm of thy repose,
And night as welcome a...
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Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. Thyrsis (l. 146-150). . .
Selected Poems and Prose [Matthew Arnold]. Allot, Miriam, ed. (1993) J...
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''Too rare, too rare, grow now my visits here,
But once I knew each field, each flower, each stick;''
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Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. Thyrsis (l. 31-32). . .
Selected Poems and Prose [Matthew Arnold]. Allot, Miriam, ed. (1993) J.M...
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''Yes, thou art gone! and round me too the night
In ever-nearing circle weaves her shade.''
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Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. Thyrsis, st. 14 (1866).
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