The Papers of a Critic: Memoir. Pope's writings. Lady Mary Wortley Montagu. Swift, &c

Предна корица
 

Какво казват хората - Напишете рецензия

Не намерихме рецензии на обичайните места.

Други издания - Преглед на всички

Често срещани думи и фрази

Популярни откъси

Страница 244 - Hark! they whisper; Angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath?
Страница 8 - If I should die," said I to myself, " I have left no immortal work behind me — nothing to make my friends proud of my memory — but I have lov'd the principle of beauty in all things, and if I had had time I would have made myself remember'd.
Страница 125 - Me, let the tender office long engage, To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death, Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep awhile one parent from the sky...
Страница 139 - ... and lasting companion in the languor of age, in the quiet of privacy, when he departs, weary and disgusted, from the ostentatious, the volatile, and the vain. Of such a character, which the dull overlook and the gay despise, it was fit that the value should be made known, and the dignity established.
Страница 5 - I wish I could say Tom was any better. His identity presses upon me so all day that I am obliged to go out — and although I intended to have given some time to study alone, I am obliged to write and plunge into abstract images to ease myself of his countenance, his voice, and feebleness — so that I live now in a continual fever. It must be poisonous to life, although I feel well. Imagine " the hateful siege of contraries...
Страница 173 - A collection of the names of the merchants living in and about the city of London ; very usefull and necessary.
Страница 376 - These devils of Grub Street rogues, that write the Flying Post and Medley in one paper, will not be quiet. They are always mauling Lord Treasurer, Lord Bolingbroke, and me. We have the dog under prosecution, but Bolingbroke is not active enough ; but I hope to swinge him. He is a Scotch rogue, one Ridpath. They get out upon bail, and write on. We take them again, and get fresh bail; so it goes round.
Страница 102 - ... only by shining on. I am so far from es"teeming it any misfortune, that I congratulate you upon having your share in that which all the great men and all the good men that ever lived have had their part of — envy and calumny. To be uncensured and to be obscure is the same thing. You may conclude from what I here say, that it was never in my thoughts to have offered you my pen in any direct reply to such a critic, but only in some little raillery ; not in defence of you, but in contempt of him.
Страница 205 - Lepell) walked with me three or four hours by moonlight, and we met no creature of any quality but the king, who gave audience to the vicechamberlain, all alone, under the garden wall.
Страница 5 - ... to study alone, I am obliged to write and plunge into abstract images to ease myself of his countenance, his voice, and feebleness — so that I live now in a continual fever. It must be poisonous to life, although I feel well. Imagine " the hateful siege of contraries " — if I think of fame, of poetry, it seems a crime to me, and yet I must do so or suffer.

Библиография