Elements of Criticism, Volumen1M. Carey, 1816 |
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... never to complain . Finding now the judgment of the public to be favourable , ought he not to draw satisfaction from it ? He would be devoid of sensibility were he not greatly satisfied . Many criticisms have indeed reached his ear ...
... never to complain . Finding now the judgment of the public to be favourable , ought he not to draw satisfaction from it ? He would be devoid of sensibility were he not greatly satisfied . Many criticisms have indeed reached his ear ...
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... never to be swayed a second time : he has now an addition- al motive to virtue , a conviction derived from ex- perience , that happiness depends on regularity and order , and that disregard to justice or propriety never fails to be ...
... never to be swayed a second time : he has now an addition- al motive to virtue , a conviction derived from ex- perience , that happiness depends on regularity and order , and that disregard to justice or propriety never fails to be ...
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... never once have stumbled upon the question , Whe- . ther , and how far , do these rules agree with hu- man nature . It could not surely be his opinion , that these poets , however eminent for genius , were entitled to give law to ...
... never once have stumbled upon the question , Whe- . ther , and how far , do these rules agree with hu- man nature . It could not surely be his opinion , that these poets , however eminent for genius , were entitled to give law to ...
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... never returns to the question proposed in the beginning . Of Virgil's Georgics , though esteemed the most complete work of that author , the parts are ill con- nected , and the transitions far from being sweet and easy . In the first ...
... never returns to the question proposed in the beginning . Of Virgil's Georgics , though esteemed the most complete work of that author , the parts are ill con- nected , and the transitions far from being sweet and easy . In the first ...
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... never be relished : Distrust in lovers is too warm a sun ; But yet ' tis night in love when that is gone . And in those climes which most his scorching know , He makes the noblest fruits and metals grow . Part 2. Conquest of Granada ...
... never be relished : Distrust in lovers is too warm a sun ; But yet ' tis night in love when that is gone . And in those climes which most his scorching know , He makes the noblest fruits and metals grow . Part 2. Conquest of Granada ...
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Página 69 - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs : She swore, in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange ; 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful : She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man ; she thank'd me, And bade me, if I had a friend that lov'd her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her.
Página 174 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Página 225 - God save the mark ! — And telling me the sovereign'st thing on Earth Was parmaceti for an inward bruise ; And that it was great pity, so it was, This villainous salt-petre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly ; and, but for these vile guns, He would himself have been a soldier.
Página 181 - This day is call'd the feast of Crispian : He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when this day is named, And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
Página 396 - Like Niobe, all tears, why she, even she — O God ! a beast that wants discourse of reason, Would have mourn'd longer — married with mine uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules...
Página 122 - I'll not shed her blood ; Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow, And smooth as monumental alabaster. Yet she must die, else she'll betray more men. Put out the light, and then put out the light.
Página 383 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.
Página 224 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
Página 224 - But I remember when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin new reap'd Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home.
Página 227 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat? O no, the apprehension of the good Gives but the greater feeling to the worse : Fell sorrow's tooth doth never rankle more Than when it bites, but lanceth not the sore.