Shelburne Essays: With the witsPutnam, 1919 |
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... passions and unchains the storm , While crying still the blessings of reform . Peace on his lips and faction in his heart , Though Europe totter , he will play his part . He bears no brother near him on the throne , Who would be saviour ...
... passions and unchains the storm , While crying still the blessings of reform . Peace on his lips and faction in his heart , Though Europe totter , he will play his part . He bears no brother near him on the throne , Who would be saviour ...
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... passion , which by its excess led both the persons possessed by it and their victims into acts of blood and madness . Comedy meanwhile had been largely a thing of adventure and amusement , an escape from fact and fatality into a world ...
... passion , which by its excess led both the persons possessed by it and their victims into acts of blood and madness . Comedy meanwhile had been largely a thing of adventure and amusement , an escape from fact and fatality into a world ...
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... passion as those of Leontes in The Winter's Tale ; and one critic at least , who fol- lowed not long after the efflorescence of the ro- mantic drama , was so bold or , if you will , so insolent , as to enlarge the censure of these ...
... passion as those of Leontes in The Winter's Tale ; and one critic at least , who fol- lowed not long after the efflorescence of the ro- mantic drama , was so bold or , if you will , so insolent , as to enlarge the censure of these ...
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... passions , each indeed cunningly con- ceived and expressed , but giving us in the end nothing we can grasp as a whole and comprehend - no woman at all , unless mere random passion- ateness can be accounted such . And this sense of 8 ...
... passions , each indeed cunningly con- ceived and expressed , but giving us in the end nothing we can grasp as a whole and comprehend - no woman at all , unless mere random passion- ateness can be accounted such . And this sense of 8 ...
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... passions as the occasion of the plot permits or drives him , we are tempted to apply the words of Rowley in All's Lost by Lust : Time's ancient bawd , opportunity , Attends us now , and yet our flaming blood Will scarce give leave to ...
... passions as the occasion of the plot permits or drives him , we are tempted to apply the words of Rowley in All's Lost by Lust : Time's ancient bawd , opportunity , Attends us now , and yet our flaming blood Will scarce give leave to ...
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Página 144 - Peace to all such ! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease; Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Página 131 - New distant scenes of endless science rise. So pleased at first the towering Alps we try, Mount o'er the vales, and seem to tread the sky ; The 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 ; The increasing prospect tires our wandering eyes, Hills peep o'er hills, and Alps on Alps arise...
Página 115 - In Pope I cannot read a line, But with a sigh I wish it mine; When he can in one couplet fix More sense than I can do in six; It gives me such a jealous fit, I cry, "Pox take him and his wit!
Página 193 - Some truths there are so near and obvious to the mind that a man need only open his eyes to see them. Such I take this important one to be, viz. that all the choir of heaven and furniture of the earth, in a word all those bodies which compose the mighty frame of the world, have not any subsistence without a mind...
Página 258 - He knew every branch of history, both natural and civil ; had read all the original historians of England, France, and Italy; and was a great antiquarian. Criticism, metaphysics, morals, politics, made a principal part of his study ; voyages and travels of all sorts were his favourite amusements : and he had a fine taste in painting, prints, architecture, and gardening.
Página 147 - 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 a while one parent from the sky...
Página 181 - Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and stings; Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys: So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as...
Página 291 - LAST night ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine There fell thy shadow, Cynara! thy breath was shed Upon my soul between the kisses and the wine; And I was desolate and sick of an old passion, Yea, I was desolate and bowed my head: I have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.
Página 129 - In the morning, after the priest had given him the last sacraments, he said, "There is nothing that is meritorious but virtue and friendship, and indeed friendship itself is only a part of virtue.
Página 125 - After all this, it is surely superfluous to answer the question that has once been asked, Whether Pope was a poet ? otherwise than by asking in return, If Pope be not a poet, where is poetry to be found...