Letters to a Young Lady on a Course of English PoetryHopkins and Seymour, 1806 - 297 страници |
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... language from the sublime conceptions of the Hebrew bards . It was , indeed , a noble foretaste of what the young poet was destined to be , and showed that grandeur was not less his cha- racteristic than elegance . It has been ob ...
... language from the sublime conceptions of the Hebrew bards . It was , indeed , a noble foretaste of what the young poet was destined to be , and showed that grandeur was not less his cha- racteristic than elegance . It has been ob ...
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... language of poetry as exhibited in the best models , I now , my dear Mary , carry you back to one who is regarded as the master of Pope , and whom many think his superior . This is the cele- brated DRYDEN , a name scarcely second to any ...
... language of poetry as exhibited in the best models , I now , my dear Mary , carry you back to one who is regarded as the master of Pope , and whom many think his superior . This is the cele- brated DRYDEN , a name scarcely second to any ...
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... language and sentiments are those of human beings . It is true , supposing them to converse at all , is giving them the principal attribute of man ; yet the most correct fabulists limit their discourse to the mere illustration of the ...
... language and sentiments are those of human beings . It is true , supposing them to converse at all , is giving them the principal attribute of man ; yet the most correct fabulists limit their discourse to the mere illustration of the ...
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... language . I know not that it has received such com- mendation from any other modern critic ; and to me , I confess , it appears such a medley of extravagance and conceit , that I can only account for the favour it has met with from the ...
... language . I know not that it has received such com- mendation from any other modern critic ; and to me , I confess , it appears such a medley of extravagance and conceit , that I can only account for the favour it has met with from the ...
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... is skilfully broken by senti- But it is Prior's fault ment and reflection . that he cannot resist an occasion to am- plify ; and he often indulges in a trite ser- monizing strain , which all the splendour of his language 38 LETTER IV .
... is skilfully broken by senti- But it is Prior's fault ment and reflection . that he cannot resist an occasion to am- plify ; and he often indulges in a trite ser- monizing strain , which all the splendour of his language 38 LETTER IV .
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Страница 255 - Yet, when the sense of sacred presence fires, And strong devotion to the skies aspires, Pour forth thy fervours for a healthful mind, Obedient passions, and a will resign'd...
Страница 44 - Inspired repulsed battalions to engage, And taught the doubtful battle where to rage. So when an angel, by divine command, With rising tempests shakes a guilty land (Such as of late o'er pale Britannia passed), Calm and serene he drives the furious blast; And pleased the Almighty's orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind and directs the storm.
Страница 95 - She, who ne'er answers till a husband cools, Or, if she rules him, never shows she rules; Charms by accepting, by submitting, sways, Yet has her humour most, when she obeys...
Страница 249 - The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school ; The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.
Страница 261 - And oft the craggy cliff he loved to climb, When all in mist the world below was lost. What dreadful pleasure ! there to stand sublime, Like shipwreck'd mariner on desert coast, And view th...
Страница 252 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Страница 190 - When Cheerfulness, a nymph of healthiest hue, Her bow across her shoulder flung, Her buskins gemm'd with morning dew, Blew an inspiring air, that dale and thicket rung, The hunter's call to Faun and Dryad known ! The oak-crown'd Sisters and their chaste-eyed Queen, Satyrs and Sylvan Boys, were seen Peeping from forth their alleys green: Brown Exercise rejoiced to hear; And Sport leapt up, and seized his beechen spear.
Страница 140 - To quell the mighty of the earth, the oppressor, The brute and boisterous force of violent men, Hardy and industrious to support Tyrannic power, but raging to pursue The righteous, and all such as honour truth...
Страница 26 - Whilst listening to the murmuring leaves he stood, More than a mile immersed within the wood, At once the wind was laid; the whispering sound Was dumb: a rising earthquake rock'd the ground! With deeper brown the grove was overspread: A sudden horror seized his giddy head, And his ears tinkled, and his colour fled. Nature was in alarm; some danger nigh Seem'd threaten'd, though unseen to mortal eye.
Страница 106 - Where nought but dreams, no real pleasures, grow ; Like cats in air-pumps, to subsist we strive On joys too thin to keep the soul alive.