TalesJ. Hatchard, 1812 - 398 oldal |
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viii. oldal
... strong desire of seeing a Name in the entrance of his Work which he is accustomed to utter with peculiar satis- faction , and to hear mentioned with veneration and delight . PREFACE . THAT the appearance of the present Volume be ...
... strong desire of seeing a Name in the entrance of his Work which he is accustomed to utter with peculiar satis- faction , and to hear mentioned with veneration and delight . PREFACE . THAT the appearance of the present Volume be ...
x. oldal
... strong current of popularity , and are there kept buoyant by the force of the stream , the writer who acquires not this adventitious help , may be reckoned rather as unfortunate than undeserving ; and from these opposite conside ...
... strong current of popularity , and are there kept buoyant by the force of the stream , the writer who acquires not this adventitious help , may be reckoned rather as unfortunate than undeserving ; and from these opposite conside ...
xvii. oldal
... strong Imagination , ' and that such Poets are of imagination all compact ; ' let it be further conceded , that theirs is a higher and more dignified kind of composition , nay , the only kind that has pretensions to inspiration ; still ...
... strong Imagination , ' and that such Poets are of imagination all compact ; ' let it be further conceded , that theirs is a higher and more dignified kind of composition , nay , the only kind that has pretensions to inspiration ; still ...
xviii. oldal
... strong language of truth and na- ture they amused our ancestors , and they con- tinue to engage our interest , and excite our feelings by the same powerful appeals to the heart and affections . In times less remote , Dryden has given us ...
... strong language of truth and na- ture they amused our ancestors , and they con- tinue to engage our interest , and excite our feelings by the same powerful appeals to the heart and affections . In times less remote , Dryden has given us ...
xix. oldal
... strong Imagination , ' have been so much observed , that some have ventured to question whether even this writer were a Poet ; and though , as Dr. Johnson has remarked , it would be difficult to form a defi- nition of one in which Pope ...
... strong Imagination , ' have been so much observed , that some have ventured to question whether even this writer were a Poet ; and though , as Dr. Johnson has remarked , it would be difficult to form a defi- nition of one in which Pope ...
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answer'd appear'd art thou beauty behold bosom Caliph call'd comfort confess'd Conscience cried crime dæmons delight design'd disdain distress'd dread duty dwelt ease exclaim'd fail'd fair faithful fancy fate Father favourite fear fear'd feel felt fix'd folly fond friendly pair Fulham gain'd gave gentle GEORGE CRABBE grace grave grief griev'd hear heard heart hope humble Jesse John Dighton Julius Cæsar kind knew Lady Lady saw liv'd live look look'd lov'd Lover Maid Merchant of Venice Midsummer Night's Dream mind numbers Nymph o'er obey'd pain pass'd passion peace pity plac'd pleas'd pleasure poor possess'd praise prepar'd pride proud prudence racter remain'd rest Scene scorn seem'd shame sigh smile sorrow soul speak spirit spleen Squire strong sure as fate Sybil TALE thee thou art thought truth Twas vex'd vile Wife wish'd Youth
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303. oldal - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...
339. oldal - And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
181. oldal - Watch'd now the feeble blaze, and stood dejected by ; On ragged rug, just borrow'd from the bed, And by the hand of coarse indulgence fed, In dirty patchwork negligently dress'd...
181. oldal - With gipsy-state engross'd the only chair ; Solemn and dull her look : with such she stands And reads the milk-maid's fortune in her hands, Tracing the lines of life ; assum'd through years, Each feature now the steady falsehood wears; With hard and savage eye she views the food, And grudging pinches their intruding brood.
175. oldal - When minds are joyful, then we look around, And what is seen is all on fairy ground ; Again they sicken, and on every view Cast their own dull and melancholy hue ; Or, if absorb'd by their peculiar cares, The vacant eye on viewless matter glares, Our feelings still upon our views attend, And their own natures to the objects lend ; Sorrow and joy are in their influence sure., Long as the passion reigns th...
245. oldal - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all 'Guilty! guilty!
199. oldal - Tis seen in infants — there indeed we find The features soften'd by the slumbering mind ; But other beauties, when disposed to sleep, Should from the eye of keen inspector keep : The lovely nymph who would her swain surprise, May close her mouth, but not conceal her eyes ; Sleep from the fairest face some beauty takes, And all the homely features homelier makes ; So thought our wife, beholding with a sigh Her sleeping spouse, and Edward smiling bv.
125. oldal - Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
182. oldal - And half protected by the vicious Son, Who half supports him ; he with heavy glance Views the young ruffians who around him dance ; And, by the sadness in his face, appears To trace the progress of their future years : Through what strange course of misery, vice, deceit, Must wildly wander each...
159. oldal - But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd, Than that, which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies, in single blessedness.