| Term | Definition |
|---|
| Tennyson | "Ulysses," "Break, Break, Break," "In Memoriam A.H.H.," "The Lady of Shalott." |
| The Lady of Shalott | Tennyson. A poem based loosely on an Arthurian tale in which Elaine of Astolat, a maiden who falls in love with Lancelot, but dies of grief when he cannot return her love. "On either side the river lie/Long fields of barley and rye..." |
| The Lotus-Eaters | Tennyson. ('Courage!' he said, and pointed toward the land,/ 'This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon.') |
| Mariana | A poem following one of Tennyson's common themes: despondent isolation. A woman who continuously laments her lack of connection with society. (She said, 'I am aweary, aweary,/ I would that i were dead!') |
| To E. FitzGerald | Tennyson. (Old Fitz, who from your suburb grange/ Where once I tarried for a while/ Glance at the wheeling Orb of change/ And greet it with a kindly smile...) |
| The Idylls of the King | Tennyson. A sequence of poems which portrays the Coming of Arthur, the knights of the Round Table, Guinevere, the decline of Camelot and finally "The Passing of Arthur." |
| Gerard Manley Hopkins | (1844-1889) British Victorian poet and Jesuit priest. Saw sprung rhythm as a way to escape the constraints of running rhythm. Invented the 'curtal sonnet'. |
| Sprung rhythm | Structured around feet with a variable number of syllables, generally between one and four syllables per foot, with the stress always falling on the first syllable in a foot. |
| The Windhover | Gerard Manley Hopkins. (I caught this morning morning's minion, king-/dom of daylight's dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in his riding...) |
| Carrion Comfort | Gerard Manley Hopkins. (Not, I'll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee...) |
| Pied Beauty | Gerard Manley Hopkins. (Glory be to God for dappled things--/ For skies of couple-color as a brinded cow/ For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim...) |
| Spring and Fall | Gerard Manley Hopkins. (Margarete, are you grieving/ Over Goldengrove unleaving?/ Leaves, like the things of man, you/ With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?) |
| Thou art indeed just, Lord, if I contend | Gerard Manley Hopkins. (Wert thou my enemy, O thou my friend/ How wouldst thou worse, I wonder, than thou dost...) |
| Dover Beach | Matthew Arnold. (Ah, love, let us be true/ To one another! For the world, which seems/ To lie before us like a land of dreams/.../Hath really neither joy nor love nor light...) |
| To Marguerite-Continued | Matthew Arnold. (Who order'd, that their longing's fire/ Should be, as soon as kindled, cool'd?) |
| Matthew Arnold | Culture and Anarchy. 'Sweetness and light,' 'philistine.' |
| William Hazlitt | (1778-1830) Humanistic essays and literary criticism. 4-volume biography of Napoleon, radical political, proto-socialist, commentaries on Shakespeare's plays, career destroyed by the pamphlet Liber Amoris. "The love of liberty is the love of others; the love of power is the love of ourselves." |
| Christina Rossetti | "Goblin Market," "Remember." |
| Goblin Market | C. Rossetti. Poem which deals implicitly with the ambiguous nature of the female role in Victorian society, and is highly allusive to Biblical imagery. Laura, Lizzie, exotic fruit sellers. |
| Remember | C. Rossetti. (Remember me when I am gone away/.../Better by far you should forget and smile/Than that you should remember and be sad.) |
| Dante Gabriel Rossetti | Founder of the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood, an avant guarde group that believed in the primacy of mimetic and detailed art. Poet, painter, and translator. "A Superscription," "The Ballad of Dead Ladies." |
| A Superscription | D.G. Rossetti. (Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been/ I am also called No-more, Too-late, Farewell...) |
| The Ballad of Dead Ladies | D.G. Rossetti and several Victorian painters. (But where are the snows of yester-year?) |
| Aurora Leigh | E.B. Browning (1806-1861). (Of writing many books there is no end;/ And I who have written much in prose and verse/ For others' uses, will write now for mine...) |
| Sonnets of the Portugese | E.B. Browning (How do I love thee? Let me count the ways./ I love thee to the depth and breadth and height/ My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight/ For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.) |
| Robert Browning | (1812-1889) "Porphyria's Lover," "My Last Duchess," "The Bishop Orders His Tomb at Saint Praxed's Church," "Fra Lippo Lippi." |
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