Literary Hours: Or, Sketches Critical and Narrative, 1. kötetJ. Burkitt, 1800 |
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3. oldal
... verse , can with scarce any probability be considered as furnishing a model for the philosophic genius of the Roman . That verses , however , incul- cating the tenets of the different schools of philosophy existed in Greece , wants not ...
... verse , can with scarce any probability be considered as furnishing a model for the philosophic genius of the Roman . That verses , however , incul- cating the tenets of the different schools of philosophy existed in Greece , wants not ...
6. oldal
... verse that even Virgil has not exceeded , unite to develope and * Warton on the Writings and Genius of Pope , vol . ii . page 195 . convey a fertility , accuracy and amenity in description , 6 NO . I. LITERARY On Sonnet-Writing Four ...
... verse that even Virgil has not exceeded , unite to develope and * Warton on the Writings and Genius of Pope , vol . ii . page 195 . convey a fertility , accuracy and amenity in description , 6 NO . I. LITERARY On Sonnet-Writing Four ...
20. oldal
... verse All Rome recites entranc'd , perchance condem'd The various tribes of brutes , with ray divine , To animate and quicken : tho ' the bard , In deathless melody has elsewhere sung Of Acherusian temples , where nor soul Nor body ...
... verse All Rome recites entranc'd , perchance condem'd The various tribes of brutes , with ray divine , To animate and quicken : tho ' the bard , In deathless melody has elsewhere sung Of Acherusian temples , where nor soul Nor body ...
36. oldal
... verse , Lucretius has rendered the most abstruse passages in his work pleasing from the peculiar propriety of his expression , and the beauty of his metaphors ; these excellencies have , in my opinion , been transferred with singular ...
... verse , Lucretius has rendered the most abstruse passages in his work pleasing from the peculiar propriety of his expression , and the beauty of his metaphors ; these excellencies have , in my opinion , been transferred with singular ...
43. oldal
... verse ; And zephyr , whispering thro ' the hollow reeds , Taught the first swains the hollow reeds to sound : Whence woke they soon those tender - trembling tones Which the sweet pipe , when by the fingers prest , Pours o'er the hills ...
... verse ; And zephyr , whispering thro ' the hollow reeds , Taught the first swains the hollow reeds to sound : Whence woke they soon those tender - trembling tones Which the sweet pipe , when by the fingers prest , Pours o'er the hills ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Adeline admiration ancient Arabian arms Bagdad bard beautiful Belial beneath blank verse bosom breathe burst caliph castle charms Christ composition dark death deep delight demons diction dreadful Dyer earth eclogue elegant Empedocles Ennius Epicurus excellence exquisite eyes fancy feeling Fitzowen Fleece friends genius gloomy gothic Gothre hand heard heart heaven Henry horror imagery imagination kind light Lorenzo de Medici Lucretius Mammon melancholy ment merit Milton mind mingled moral Muse nature night NUMBER o'er Ommiades Ossian pale Paradise Lost passage pastoral pathetic perhaps Petrarch pictoresque pleasure poem poet poetic poetry possess quæ reader Roman Satan scene scenery sentiment Shakspeare sigh simplicity soft song sonnets sorrow soul species specimen spirit stood stream style sublime superstition sweet Tasso taste tender terror thee Theocritus thou thro tion trees vale vault verse versification Virgil Walleran whilst wild William of Malmsbury wind Wolkmar youth
Népszerű szakaszok
195. oldal - Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
375. oldal - Daughters; but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his Seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
409. oldal - With lust and violence the house of God? In courts and palaces he also reigns, And in luxurious cities, where the noise Of riot ascends above their loftiest towers, And injury, and outrage: And when night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.
411. oldal - A pillar of state : deep on his front engraven Deliberation sat, and public care : And princely counsel in his face yet shone, Majestic though in ruin...
66. oldal - With fairest flowers Whilst summer lasts and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor The azured harebell, like thy veins, no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
331. oldal - Now gliding remote, on the verge of the sky, The moon half extinguished her crescent displays ; But lately I marked, when majestic on high She shone, and the planets were lost in her blaze. Roll on, thou fair orb, and with gladness pursue The path that conducts thee to splendor again : But man's faded glory what change shall renew? Ah, fool...
338. oldal - As I left this place, and entered into the next field, a second pleasure entertained me : 'twas a handsome milkmaid, that had not yet attained so much age and wisdom as to load her mind with any fears of many things that will never be...
412. oldal - On the other side up-rose Belial, in act more graceful and humane : A fairer person lost not Heaven ; he seem'd For dignity compos'd, and high exploit : But all was false and hollow ; though his tongue Dropt manna, and could make the worse appear The better reason, to perplex and dash Maturest counsels : for his thoughts were low...
331. oldal - Tis night, and the landscape is lovely no more ; I mourn, but, ye woodlands, I mourn not for you; For morn is approaching, your charms to restore...
30. oldal - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.