Poetic Form and British RomanticismOxford University Press, 1990 M02 22 - 288 pages Across Europe, and particularly in Great Britain, the Romantic age coincided with a large-scale revival of lost literatures and the first attempts to create a coherent history of Western literature. Calling into question that history, Stuart Curran demonstrates that the Romantic poets, far from being indifferent or hostile to popular forms of literature were actually obsessed with them as repositories of literary conventions and conveyors of implicit ideological value. Whether in their proccupation with fixed forms, which resulted in the incomparable artistry of Romantic odes, or in their rethinking of major genres like the pastoral, the epic, and the romance, the Romantic poets transformed every element they touched to suit their own democratic, secular and skeptical ethos--a world view recognizably modern in its dimensions. |
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Contents
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Chapter 3 The Sonnet | 29 |
Chapter 4 The Hymn and Ode | 56 |
Chapter 5 The Pastoral | 85 |
Chapter 6 The Romance | 128 |
Chapter 7 The Epic | 158 |
Chapter 8 Composite Orders | 180 |
Chapter 9 Form and Freedom in European Romantic Poetry | 204 |
Notes | 221 |
Index | 253 |
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Page 99 - Paradise, and groves Elysian, Fortunate Fields — like those of old Sought in the Atlantic Main — why should they be A history only of departed things, Or a mere fiction of what never was ? For the discerning intellect of Man, When wedded to this goodly universe In love and holy passion, shall find these A simple produce of the common day.
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Page 125 - twere a little sky Gulphed in a world below ; A firmament of purple light, Which in the dark earth lay, More boundless than the depth of night, And purer than the day — In which the lovely forests grew As in the upper air, More perfect both in shape and hue Than any spreading there. There lay the glade and neighbouring lawn, And through the dark green wood The white sun twinkling like the dawn Out of a speckled cloud. Sweet views which in our world above Can never well be seen, Were imaged by the...