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  1. Leigh Hunt. 1784-1859. Biography. A controversial figure in his time, the English poet Leigh Hunt (1784-1859) spent two years in prison for attacking the Prince Regent in print in 1813. His politics and his poetry earned him the respect of a literary circle that included at its centre the most important writers of the Romantic era, ...

  2. www.encyclopedia.com › english-literature-19th-cent-biographies › leigh-huntLeigh Hunt | Encyclopedia.com

    23 de may. de 2018 · Hunt was instrumental in introducing the work of Shelley and Keats to the public. He founded the literary periodical The Examiner, and also contributed to The Indicator and The Liberal. Leigh Hunt [1] (James Henry Leigh Hunt [2]) (lē), 1784–1859, English poet, critic, and journalist. He was a friend of the eminent literary men of his time ...

  3. The Glove and the Lions. By Leigh Hunt. King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport, And one day as his lions fought, sat looking on the court; The nobles filled the benches, and the ladies in their pride, And 'mongst them sat the Count de Lorge, with one for whom he sighed: And truly 'twas a gallant thing to see that crowning show,

  4. The center of a circle that included Keats, Shelley, Hazlitt, Lamb, and others, Hunt edited several radical journals, one of which led to his two-year imprisonment for slandering the Prince Regent. This sonnet expresses the belief he shared with Shelley that orthodox notions of God are idolatrous.

  5. Summary. ‘ Jenny Kiss’d Me ‘ by Leigh Hunt is a passionate poem about the passage of time. The poet’s speaker describes a simple yet incredibly impactful kiss he received from a woman named Jenny in the first two lines. This kiss is something that’s stayed with him long after the moment itself. He also spends time in this poem ...

  6. Rondeau. By Leigh Hunt. Jenny kissed me when we met, Jumping from the chair she sat in; Time, you thief, who love to get. Sweets into your list, put that in: Say I'm weary, say I'm sad, Say that health and wealth have missed me, Say I'm growing old, but add,

  7. Byron, "to wit, the expenses of Mrs. S's journey to England," which, Hunt felt, Byron winced under "like an intolerable burden."'13 In any event, Mary Shelley, though aware that Lord Byron was still willing to. finance her journey, was hardening in her resolve not to bother with him because of his unfriendliness.14.