THROUGH the black, rushing smoke-bursts,Thick breaks the red flame.All Etna heaves fiercelyHer forest-clothed frame....
Matthew Arnold
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Matthew Arnold was a prominent English poet and literary critic of the Victorian era. He was born on December 24, 1822, in Laleham, Middlesex, England, and passed away on April 15, 1888, in Liverpool. Arnold is known for his classical attacks on the contemporary tastes and manners of the “Barbarians” (the aristocracy), the “Philistines” (the commercial middle class), and the “Populace” . |
Far, far from here,The Adriatic breaks in a warm bayAmong the green Illyrian hills;...
‘Not by the justice that my father spurn’d,Not for the thousands whom my father...
IS it so small a thingTo have enjoy’d the sun,To have lived light in...
The evening comes, the fields are still.The tinkle of the thirsty rill,Unheard all day,...
Through the black, rushing smoke-bursts,Thick breaks the red flame;All Etna heaves fiercelyHer forest-clothed frame....
Glion?–Ah, twenty years, it cutsAll meaning from a name!White houses prank where once were...
The Master stood upon the mount, and taught.He saw a fire in his disciples’...
God knows it, I am with you. If to prizeThose virtues, priz’d and practis’d...
The Youth Faster, faster,O Circe, Goddess,Let the wild, thronging trainThe bright processionOf eddying forms,Sweep...