The Works of Samuel Johnson, 9. kötetNichols, 1816 |
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9. oldal
... hand , And lie unburied on the barren sand . Lord FALKLAND's : Non hæc , O Palla , dederas promissa parenti , Cautius ut sævo velles te credere Marti . DRYDEN . Haud ignarus eram , quantum nova gloria in armis , Et prædulce , decus ...
... hand , And lie unburied on the barren sand . Lord FALKLAND's : Non hæc , O Palla , dederas promissa parenti , Cautius ut sævo velles te credere Marti . DRYDEN . Haud ignarus eram , quantum nova gloria in armis , Et prædulce , decus ...
10. oldal
... hands ; " and Cowley , being no longer useful at Paris , was in 1656 sent back into England , that , " under pretence of privacy " and retirement , he might take occasion of giving " notice of the posture of things in this nation ...
... hands ; " and Cowley , being no longer useful at Paris , was in 1656 sent back into England , that , " under pretence of privacy " and retirement , he might take occasion of giving " notice of the posture of things in this nation ...
11. oldal
... hands he was might free him from confinement , he did what no law of society prohibits . The man whose miscarriage in a just cause has put him in the power of his enemy may , without any violation of his integrity , regain his liberty ...
... hands he was might free him from confinement , he did what no law of society prohibits . The man whose miscarriage in a just cause has put him in the power of his enemy may , without any violation of his integrity , regain his liberty ...
31. oldal
... hand afraid , Cordials of pity give me now , For I too weak of purgings grow . The World and a Clock . COWLEY . Mahol th ' inferior world's fantastic face Thro ' all the turns of matter's maze did trace ; Great Nature's well - set clock ...
... hand afraid , Cordials of pity give me now , For I too weak of purgings grow . The World and a Clock . COWLEY . Mahol th ' inferior world's fantastic face Thro ' all the turns of matter's maze did trace ; Great Nature's well - set clock ...
33. oldal
... hand grenado : Wo to her stubborn heart , if once mine come Into the self - same room ; " Twill tear and blow up all within , Like a grenado shot into a magazin . Then shall Love keep the ashes , and torn parts , Of both our broken ...
... hand grenado : Wo to her stubborn heart , if once mine come Into the self - same room ; " Twill tear and blow up all within , Like a grenado shot into a magazin . Then shall Love keep the ashes , and torn parts , Of both our broken ...
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91. oldal - ... that by labour and intent study, which I take to be my portion in- this life, joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to after-times, as they should not willingly let it die.
77. oldal - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
382. oldal - DEYDEN may be properly considered as the father of English criticism, as the writer who first taught us to determine upon principles the merit of composition. Of our former poets, the greatest dramatist wrote without rules, conducted through life and nature by a genius that rarely misled, and rarely deserted him. Of the rest, those who knew the laws of propriety had neglected to teach them.
413. oldal - From harmony, from heavenly harmony This universal frame began: From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in Man.
150. oldal - We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star that rose at evening bright Toward heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel.
257. oldal - There needs no more be said to extol the excellence and power of his wit, and pleasantness of his conversation, than that it was of magnitude enough to cover a world of very great faults; that is, so to cover them, that they were not taken notice of to his reproach; viz.
169. oldal - The want* of human interest is always felt. Paradise Lost is one of the books which the reader admires and lays down, and forgets to take up again. None ever wished it longer than it is. Its perusal is a duty rather than a pleasure. We read Milton for instruction, retire harassed and overburdened, and look elsewhere for recreation ; we desert / our master, and seek for companions.
433. oldal - I am as free as nature first made man, Ere the base laws of servitude began, When wild in woods the noble savage ran.
150. oldal - Among the flocks and copses and flowers appear the heathen deities, Jove and Phoebus, Neptune and jEolus, with a long train of mythological imagery, such as a college easily supplies. Nothing can less display knowledge, or less exercise invention, than to tell how a shepherd has lost his companion, and must now feed his flocks alone, without any judge of his skill in piping ; and how one god asks another god what has become of Lycidas, and how neither god can. tell. He who thus grieves will excite...
75. oldal - But whither am I stray'd ? I need not raise Trophies to thee from other men's dispraise : Nor is thy fame on lesser ruins built, Nor needs thy juster title the foul guilt Of Eastern kings, who, to secure their reign, Must have their brothers, sons, and kindred slain.