Who is Matthew Arnold

Family tree Matthew Arnold (24 December 1822 – 15 April 1888) was an English poet and cultural critic who worked as an inspector of schools. He was the son of Thomas Arnold, the famed headmaster of Rugby School, and brother to both Tom Arnold, literary professor, and William Delafield Arnold, novelist and colonial administrator. Matthew Arnold has been characterised as a sage writer, a type of writer who chastises and instructs the reader on contemporary social issues.
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Matthew Arnold Poems

  • Journey To The Dead
    Forth from the East, up the ascent of Heaven,
    Day drove his courser with the Shining Mane;
    And in Valhalla, from his gable perch,
    The golden-crested Cock began to crow: ...
  • Funeral
    The gods held talk together, group'd in knots,
    Round Balder's corpse, which they had thither borne;
    And Hermod came down towards them from the gate.
    And Lok, the Father of the Serpent, first ...
  • The Last Glen
    Hist! once more!
    Listen, Pausanias!--Aye, 'tis Callicles!
    I know those notes among a thousand. Hark!
  • Typho
    He advances to the edge of the crater. Smoke and fire break forth with a loud noise, and CALLICLES is heard below singing:

  • Marsyas
    CALLICLES (from below)

    As the sky-brightening south-wind clears the day, ...
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Life 98 World 77 Soul 69 Long 69 Heart 67 Light 63 Deep 63 Sea 60 Night 60 Sun 54

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  • Carolyn_arnold: when an old rival kidnaps someone close to him, archaeologist matthew connor embarks on a dangerous quest to find the ultimate ransom: a long-lost treasure from the legendary city of gold… a first-in-a-series adventure perfect for fans of indiana jones!
  • Bullita666: matthew macfadyen is a comedic genius actually
  • Blogtolkien: according to the book, tolkien detached the picture of this watercolor painting from a 1910 book by matthew arnold, framed it, and hung it on the wall of every place he lived in thereafter, including his final residence in merton college. (2/2)
  • Fawaziyyat: the solemn peaks, but to the stars are known, but to the stars, and the cold lunar beams; alone the sun arises, and alone spring the great streams. matthew arnold
  • Pammalamma: dover beach by matthew arnold
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How lonesome the Wind must feel Nights'
 by Emily Dickinson


How lonesome the Wind must feel Nights-
When people have put out the Lights
And everything that has an Inn
Closes the shutter and goes in-

How pompous the Wind must feel Noons

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