An Essay on the Genius and Writings of Pope ...W.J. and J. Richardson, 1806 |
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... remarkable . But it is not unusual for the same person to succeed in describing ex- ternally a distressful character , who may miserably fail in put- ting proper words in the mouth of such a character . In a word , so much more ...
... remarkable . But it is not unusual for the same person to succeed in describing ex- ternally a distressful character , who may miserably fail in put- ting proper words in the mouth of such a character . In a word , so much more ...
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... remarkable that Quintilian thought very differently on this subject of the transitions , and the admirers of Ovid would do well to consider his opinion . " Illa vero frigida et puerilis est in scholis affectatio , ut ipse transitus ...
... remarkable that Quintilian thought very differently on this subject of the transitions , and the admirers of Ovid would do well to consider his opinion . " Illa vero frigida et puerilis est in scholis affectatio , ut ipse transitus ...
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... remarkable letter of Bernardo Tasso , the father of Torquato , in which is this passage : " Ne sò io s'Aristo- tele nascesse a questa età , et vedesse il vaghissimo poema dell ' Ariosto , conoscendo la forza de l'uso , et vedendo che ...
... remarkable letter of Bernardo Tasso , the father of Torquato , in which is this passage : " Ne sò io s'Aristo- tele nascesse a questa età , et vedesse il vaghissimo poema dell ' Ariosto , conoscendo la forza de l'uso , et vedendo che ...
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... remarkable , that Milton ends his ode with a kind of prophecy , importing that , however he may be at present tra- duced , yet posterity will applaud his work . At COWLEY being early disgusted with the per- plexities and vanities AND ...
... remarkable , that Milton ends his ode with a kind of prophecy , importing that , however he may be at present tra- duced , yet posterity will applaud his work . At COWLEY being early disgusted with the per- plexities and vanities AND ...
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... remarkable in the circumstances that occasioned the deaths of three others of our poets . OTWAY had an intimate friend who was murdered in the street . One may guess at his sorrow , who has so feelingly described true affection in his ...
... remarkable in the circumstances that occasioned the deaths of three others of our poets . OTWAY had an intimate friend who was murdered in the street . One may guess at his sorrow , who has so feelingly described true affection in his ...
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236. oldal - Peace to all such ! but were there One whose fires True Genius kindles, and fair Fame inspires ; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear like the Turk, no brother near the throne, View him with scornful, yet with jealous eyes, And hate for arts that caus'd himself to rise ; Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer...
77. oldal - Created half to rise, and half to fall; Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all; Sole judge of Truth, in endless Error hurl'd: The glory, jest, and riddle of the world!
111. oldal - Touch their immortal harps of golden wires, With those just spirits that wear victorious palms, Hymns devout and holy psalms Singing everlastingly ; That we on earth with undiscording voice May rightly answer that melodious noise ; As once we did, till disproportion'd sin Jarr'd against nature's chime, and with harsh din Broke the fair music that all creatures made To their great Lord, whose love their motion sway'J In perfect diapason, whilst they stood In first obedience, and their state of good.
64. oldal - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
249. oldal - As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks, Or at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad...
180. oldal - To build, to plant, whatever you intend, To rear the column, or the arch to bend, To swell the terrace, or to sink the grot; In all, let Nature never be forgot.
59. oldal - AWAKE, my St. John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man ; A mighty maze ! but not without a plan ; A wild where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot, Or garden tempting with forbidden fruit.
205. oldal - Statesman \ yet friend to Truth! of soul sincere, ' In action faithful, and in honour clear ; 'Who broke no promise, serv'd no private end, 'Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend ; 'Ennobled by himself, by all approv'd, 'And prais'd, unenvy'd, by the Muse he lov'd.
287. oldal - There St. John mingles with my friendly bowl The feast of reason and the flow of soul...
94. oldal - Who for thy table feeds the wanton fawn, For him as kindly spread the flowery lawn: Is it for thee the lark ascends and sings? Joy tunes his voice, joy elevates his wings. Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat ? Loves of his own and raptures swell the note.