A History of Eighteenth Century Literature (1600-1780)Macmillan and Company, 1924 - 415 oldal |
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... mind , By which one way to dullness ' tis inclined ; Which makes thy writings lean on one side still , And , in all changes , that way bends thy will . Nor let thy mountain - belly make pretence Of likeness ; thine's a tympany of sense ...
... mind , By which one way to dullness ' tis inclined ; Which makes thy writings lean on one side still , And , in all changes , that way bends thy will . Nor let thy mountain - belly make pretence Of likeness ; thine's a tympany of sense ...
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... Minds enjoy an undisturbed peace . " Dryden , who always required a precedent , determined to sur- pass Creech , and he pushed on with indomitable spirit , although in failing health . In 1685 he tried his hand at certain fragments of ...
... Minds enjoy an undisturbed peace . " Dryden , who always required a precedent , determined to sur- pass Creech , and he pushed on with indomitable spirit , although in failing health . In 1685 he tried his hand at certain fragments of ...
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... mind declined to allow him to produce . The exquisite freshness and variety of the best romantic poetry , with its spontaneous and evanescent beauties , are not to be sought for from Dryden . He never forgets that , as Matthew Arnold ...
... mind declined to allow him to produce . The exquisite freshness and variety of the best romantic poetry , with its spontaneous and evanescent beauties , are not to be sought for from Dryden . He never forgets that , as Matthew Arnold ...
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... such a condition of things . The extreme facility of Renaissance invention had wearied the mind of Europe , and an appetite for I LATIN TASTE IN POETRY 37 individual inspiration gave way 36 CHAP . POETRY AFTER THE RESTORATION.
... such a condition of things . The extreme facility of Renaissance invention had wearied the mind of Europe , and an appetite for I LATIN TASTE IN POETRY 37 individual inspiration gave way 36 CHAP . POETRY AFTER THE RESTORATION.
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... mind and taste permitted them to become . As it is , we owe to one of these men the two best serious plays written in English between the time of Ford and that of Shelley . Thomas Otway ( 1651- 1685 ) was the only son of a Sussex ...
... mind and taste permitted them to become . As it is , we owe to one of these men the two best serious plays written in English between the time of Ford and that of Shelley . Thomas Otway ( 1651- 1685 ) was the only son of a Sussex ...
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233. oldal - How sleep the Brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung; By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There Honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there!
125. oldal - In vain ! they gaze, turn giddy, rave and die. Religion, blushing, veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires. Nor public flame, nor private, dares to shine; Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse Divine; Lo! thy dread empire, Chaos! is restor'd; Light dies before thy uncreating word: Thy hand, great Anarch ! lets the curtain fall ; And universal Darkness buries All.
289. oldal - Is not a Patron, my Lord, one who looks with unconcern on a man struggling for life in the water and, when he has reached ground, encumbers him with help...
289. oldal - Seven years, My Lord, have now passed since I waited in your outward rooms or was repulsed from your door, during which time I have been pushing on my work through difficulties of which it is useless to complain, and have brought it at last to the verge of publication without one act of assistance, one word of encouragement or one smile of favour.
129. oldal - Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns or politics or tales or lies Or spite or smut or rhymes or blasphemies ; His wit all seesaw between that and this, Now high, now low, now master up, now miss, And he himself one vile antithesis.
60. oldal - A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
230. oldal - Whom still I hold, but cannot see, My company before is gone, And I am left alone with Thee; With Thee all night I mean to stay, And wrestle till the break of day.
327. oldal - What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year ? Delightful visitant! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet From birds among the bowers.
223. oldal - ... thence The fair profusion that o'erspreads the Spring, Flings from the sun direct the flaming day, Feeds every creature, hurls the tempest forth, And, as on earth this grateful change revolves, With transport touches all the springs of life. Nature, attend ! join, every living soul Beneath the spacious temple of the sky, In adoration join; and ardent raise One general song...
322. oldal - But peace to his spirit, wherever it flies, To act as an angel and mix with the skies : Those poets, who owe their best fame to his skill, Shall still be his flatterers, go where he will ; Old Shakespeare receive him with praise and with love, And Beaumonts and Bens be his Kellys above.