The Works of the Right Honourable Joseph Addison, Том 4T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1811 |
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... Death , by which means he has wrought into the body of his fable a very beautiful and well - invented allegory . But , not- withstanding the fineness of this allegory may atone for it in some measure , I cannot think that persons of ...
... Death , by which means he has wrought into the body of his fable a very beautiful and well - invented allegory . But , not- withstanding the fineness of this allegory may atone for it in some measure , I cannot think that persons of ...
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... death . In my next I shall go through other parts of Milton's poem ; and hope that what I shall there advance , as well as what I have already written , will not only serve as a comment upon Milton , but upon Aristotle . No. 279 ...
... death . In my next I shall go through other parts of Milton's poem ; and hope that what I shall there advance , as well as what I have already written , will not only serve as a comment upon Milton , but upon Aristotle . No. 279 ...
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... death , and the picture which he draws of the Limbo of Vanity , with other passages in the second book . Such allegories rather savour of the spirit of Spenser and Ariosto , than of Homer and Virgil . In the structure of his poem he has ...
... death , and the picture which he draws of the Limbo of Vanity , with other passages in the second book . Such allegories rather savour of the spirit of Spenser and Ariosto , than of Homer and Virgil . In the structure of his poem he has ...
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... death of Turnus , whom Æneas slew because he saw him adorned with the spoils of Pal- las , turns upon this incident , Virgil went out of his way to make this reflection upon it , without which so small a circumstance might possibly have ...
... death of Turnus , whom Æneas slew because he saw him adorned with the spoils of Pal- las , turns upon this incident , Virgil went out of his way to make this reflection upon it , without which so small a circumstance might possibly have ...
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... death into the world , and all our woe , With loss of Eden , ' till one greater Man Restore us , and regain the blissful seat , Sing , heav'nly muse These lines are perhaps as plain , simple , and un- adorned , as any of the whole poem ...
... death into the world , and all our woe , With loss of Eden , ' till one greater Man Restore us , and regain the blissful seat , Sing , heav'nly muse These lines are perhaps as plain , simple , and un- adorned , as any of the whole poem ...
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Страница 149 - My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone ; The flowers appear on the earth ; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Страница 121 - Thammuz came next behind, Whose annual wound in Lebanon allured The Syrian damsels to lament his fate In amorous ditties all a summer's day, While smooth Adonis from his native rock Ran purple to the sea, supposed with blood Of Thammuz yearly wounded...
Страница 388 - Curse not the king, no not in thy thought; and curse not the rich in thy bedchamber: for a bird of the air shall carry the voice, and that which hath wings shall tell the matter.
Страница 435 - There was a little city, and few men within it; and there came a great king against it, and besieged it, and built great bulwarks against it: 15 Now there was found in it a poor wise man, and he by his wisdom delivered the city; yet no man remembered that same poor man.
Страница 182 - So saying, her rash hand in evil hour Forth reaching to the Fruit, she pluck'd, she eat: Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat Sighing through all her Works gave signs of woe, That all was lost.
Страница 442 - And nightly to the list'ning earth Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Страница 194 - And another angel came and stood at the altar, having a golden censer, and there was given unto him much incense, that he should offer it with the prayers of all saints upon the golden altar which was before the throne. And the smoke of the incense, which came with the prayers of the saints, ascended up before God out of the angel's hand.
Страница 54 - Haste thee Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; 30 Sport, that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Страница 120 - Hail, horrors! hail, Infernal World! and thou, profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor— one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time.
Страница 61 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, 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. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th...