Lectures on the English Comic WritersWiley and Putnam, 1845 - 222 páginas |
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... Face , as a servant . How now ! Do we succeed ? Is our day come , and holds it ? Face . The evening will set red upon you , Sir ; You have colour for it , crimson ; the red ferment Has done his office : three hours hence prepare you To ...
... Face , as a servant . How now ! Do we succeed ? Is our day come , and holds it ? Face . The evening will set red upon you , Sir ; You have colour for it , crimson ; the red ferment Has done his office : three hours hence prepare you To ...
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... Face . And I shall carry it ? Mam . No. I'll have no bawds . But fathers and mothers . They will do it best , Best of all others . And my flatterers Shall be the pure and gravest of divines That I can get for money . We will be brave ...
... Face . And I shall carry it ? Mam . No. I'll have no bawds . But fathers and mothers . They will do it best , Best of all others . And my flatterers Shall be the pure and gravest of divines That I can get for money . We will be brave ...
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... face of nature , or the secrets of the heart , was lost in the labyrinths of intellectual abstraction , or entangled in the technical quibbles and impertinent intricacies of language . The complaint so often made , and here repeated ...
... face of nature , or the secrets of the heart , was lost in the labyrinths of intellectual abstraction , or entangled in the technical quibbles and impertinent intricacies of language . The complaint so often made , and here repeated ...
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... face , I durst no more upon them gaze , Than on the sun in July . Her mouth so small , when she does speak , Thoud'st swear her teeth her words did break , That they might passage get ; But she so handled still the matter , They came as ...
... face , I durst no more upon them gaze , Than on the sun in July . Her mouth so small , when she does speak , Thoud'st swear her teeth her words did break , That they might passage get ; But she so handled still the matter , They came as ...
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... face loses its beauty in such company . The making out the rainbow to be a species of heraldic painting , and converting an angel into a post - boy , show the same rage for comparison ; but such comparisons are as odious as they are ...
... face loses its beauty in such company . The making out the rainbow to be a species of heraldic painting , and converting an angel into a post - boy , show the same rage for comparison ; but such comparisons are as odious as they are ...
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Página 7 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Página 145 - I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride; Of Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain-side : By our own spirits are we deified : We poets in our youth begin in gladness; But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.
Página 5 - The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven ; And, as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation, and a name. Such tricks hath strong imagination, That, if it would but apprehend some joy, It comprehends some bringer of that joy; Or, in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear ! Hip.
Página 107 - Attract his slender feet. The foodless wilds Pour forth their brown inhabitants. The hare, Though timorous of heart, and hard beset By death in various forms, dark snares, and dogs, And more unpitying men, the garden seeks, Urged on by fearless want.
Página 73 - From Heaven they fabled, thrown by angry Jove Sheer o'er the crystal battlements: from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day; and with the setting sun Dropt from the zenith, like a falling star, On Lemnos, the Aegean isle.
Página 88 - Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
Página 208 - Two of far nobler shape, erect and tall, Godlike erect, with native honour clad In naked majesty, seem'd lords of all ; And worthy seem'd : for in their looks divine The image of their glorious Maker shone, Truth, wisdom, sanctitude severe and pure, Severe, but in true filial freedom...
Página 6 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war...
Página 62 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her. Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Página 205 - And purple all the ground with vernal flowers. Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy...