...eloquence of truth ;" I told you that Ebenezer Elliott calls it " impassioned truth ;" that Shelley says it is " the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds ;" that Hazlitt says " it is the universal language with which the heart holds converse with Nature...

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...the form and splendor of unfaded beauty to the secrets of anatomy and corruption." Again he says : " Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds" — " Poetry turns all things to loveliness. It exalts the beauty of that which is most beautiful,...

...the form and splendor of unfaded beauty to the secrets of anatomy and corruption." Again he says : " Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds" — " Poetry turns all things to loveliness. It exalts the beauty of that which is most beautiful,...

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...tbe power of the artist as a child in the mother'» womb ; and the very mind which direct« thf 13 13 in formation is incapable of accounting to itself...happiest moments of the happiest and best minds. We *re aware of evanescent visitations of thought and IVvling sometimes associated with place or person,...

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...from "A Defence of Poetry," written by Shelley, the only finished prose work he left behind him. " Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds. We are aware of the evanescent visitations of thought and feeling, sometimes associated with place or person, sometimes...

...poetry, will appear from the following extract from one of his prose essays : — ' Poetry,' he says, ' is the record of the best and happiest moments of...thought and feeling, sometimes associated with place and person, sometimes regarding our own mind alone, and always arising unforeseen, and departing unbidden,...

...touched by a certain largeness, sanity, and attraction of form." Shelley's description of poetry, as " the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best men," strikes the same key, and fits prose, especially of the imaginative sort which Walter Pater calls...