An Essay on the Genius and Writings of Pope ...W.J. and J. Richardson, 1806 - Počet stran: 8 |
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... person who can adequately relish and enjoy a work of imagination , twenty are to be found who can taste , and judge of , ob- servations on familiar life , and the manners of the age . The Satires of Ariofto are more read than the ...
... person who can adequately relish and enjoy a work of imagination , twenty are to be found who can taste , and judge of , ob- servations on familiar life , and the manners of the age . The Satires of Ariofto are more read than the ...
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... person Ver , 419. et seq . * Ver . 411. et seq . A person of no small rank has informed me , 28 ESSAY ON THE GENIUS.
... person Ver , 419. et seq . * Ver . 411. et seq . A person of no small rank has informed me , 28 ESSAY ON THE GENIUS.
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Joseph Warton. A person of no small rank has informed me , that Mr. Addison was inexpressibly cha- grined at this noble conclusion of WINDSOR- FOREST , both as a politician and as a poet . As a politician , because it so highly ...
Joseph Warton. A person of no small rank has informed me , that Mr. Addison was inexpressibly cha- grined at this noble conclusion of WINDSOR- FOREST , both as a politician and as a poet . As a politician , because it so highly ...
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... person of taste who was resolved to have it executed on one side of his saloon : " In which case , ( said he , ) the painter has nothing 1 rent qualities and genius . The beginning of the second AND WRITINGS OF POPE . 51.
... person of taste who was resolved to have it executed on one side of his saloon : " In which case , ( said he , ) the painter has nothing 1 rent qualities and genius . The beginning of the second AND WRITINGS OF POPE . 51.
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... person , confer as much honor on M. Despreaux as the verses which are purely his own . The original turn which he gives to his translations , the boldness of his expressions , so little forced and unnatural , that they seem to be born ...
... person , confer as much honor on M. Despreaux as the verses which are purely his own . The original turn which he gives to his translations , the boldness of his expressions , so little forced and unnatural , that they seem to be born ...
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Strana 145 - The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar...
Strana 224 - Be kind and courteous to this gentleman ; Hop in his walks, and gambol in his eyes ; Feed him with apricocks and dewberries, -. With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries. The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees, And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs, And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes...
Strana 134 - Alps we try, Mount o'er the vales, and seem to tread the sky, Th' eternal snows appear already past, And the first clouds and mountains seem the last: But, those attain'd, we tremble to survey The growing labours of the lengthen'd way, Th' increasing prospect tires our wand'ring eyes.
Strana 7 - Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old Bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wisard stream : Ay me ! I fondly dream ! Had ye been there...
Strana 315 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding aisles and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence, and a dread repose : Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades every flower, and darkens every green ; Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
Strana 220 - Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face ; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes. The busy sylphs surround their darling care, These set the head, and those divide the hair, Some fold the sleeve, whilst others plait the gown ; And Betty's prais'd for labours not her own. CANTO II. NOT with more glories, in th...
Strana 390 - Anon out of the earth a fabric huge Rose like an exhalation, with the sound Of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet, Built like a temple, where pilasters round Were set, and Doric pillars overlaid With golden architrave ; nor did there want Cornice or frieze, with bossy sculptures graven •, The roof was fretted gold.
Strana 223 - On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Strana 130 - From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part, And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art, Which without passing thro' the judgment, gains The heart, and all its end at once attains.
Strana 148 - Poets that lasting marble seek Must carve in Latin or in Greek, We write in sand, our language grows, And like the tide our work o'erflows.