Critical Essays of the Eighteenth Century, 1700-1725Willard Higley Durham Yale University Press, 1915 - 445 sider |
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... knowledge , a critic satisfied to record the impression he personally received from a work of art , and consequently a critic whose words derive their weight from the fact that Dick Steele's impressions are worth knowing . Such a ...
... knowledge , a critic satisfied to record the impression he personally received from a work of art , and consequently a critic whose words derive their weight from the fact that Dick Steele's impressions are worth knowing . Such a ...
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... knowledge of their Writings can deny . Corinna's Parrot dy'd , and Ovid writes its Funeral Elegy ; but sure none will contend that this is an Accident common to all Ladies who have Lovers , and those Poets too . Catullus addresses one ...
... knowledge of their Writings can deny . Corinna's Parrot dy'd , and Ovid writes its Funeral Elegy ; but sure none will contend that this is an Accident common to all Ladies who have Lovers , and those Poets too . Catullus addresses one ...
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... Knowledge , may not do the same Justice to Poetry , and vindicate that divine Art , which has been the Glory of great Nations , the Favourite of great Monarchs , the illustrious Proof of a true and great Politeness , in so many of the ...
... Knowledge , may not do the same Justice to Poetry , and vindicate that divine Art , which has been the Glory of great Nations , the Favourite of great Monarchs , the illustrious Proof of a true and great Politeness , in so many of the ...
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... Knowledge to Greek and Latin , Languages you are not so familiar with as French . Nay , I confess ( said Mrs. Lamode ) I am not of his Party in that , I am a profess'd admirer of the French Tongue , and whoever runs that down , I shall ...
... Knowledge to Greek and Latin , Languages you are not so familiar with as French . Nay , I confess ( said Mrs. Lamode ) I am not of his Party in that , I am a profess'd admirer of the French Tongue , and whoever runs that down , I shall ...
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... vast Extent ; the great Discoveries he made in all Sciences , particularly in the Knowledge of Man , are certain Signs , that he had sufficient Insight into our Passions , to discover the Rules of the Complete Art of Poetry 65.
... vast Extent ; the great Discoveries he made in all Sciences , particularly in the Knowledge of Man , are certain Signs , that he had sufficient Insight into our Passions , to discover the Rules of the Complete Art of Poetry 65.
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Critical Essays of the Eighteenth Century, 1700-1725 Willard Higley Durham Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1915 |
Critical Essays of the Eighteenth Century, 1700-1725 Willard Higley Durham Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1915 |
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Side 174 - Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels, for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing ; ye in heaven, On earth, join all ye creatures to extol Him first, Him last, Him midst, and without end.
Side 179 - What though the field be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield, And what is else not to be overcome ; That glory never shall his wrath or might Extort from me.
Side 174 - Air, and ye elements, the eldest birth Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise.
Side 169 - Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but .the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung; Silence was pleased: now...
Side 173 - Thou shalt not eat of it: cursed is the ground for thy sake; in sorrow shalt thou eat of it all the days of thy life; thorns also and thistles shall it bring forth to thee; and thou shalt eat the herb of the field. In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return unto the ground; for out of it wast thou taken: for dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return.
Side 225 - First follow Nature, and your judgment frame By her just standard, which is still the same: Unerring Nature, still divinely bright, One clear, unchang'd, and universal light, Life, force, and beauty, must to all impart, At once the source, and end, and test of Art. Art from that fund each just supply provides, Works without show, and without pomp presides: In some fair body thus th...
Side 175 - Join voices, all ye living souls : ye birds, That singing up to heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread or lowly creep; Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill or valley, fountain or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail, universal lord, be bounteous still To give us only good ; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil or conceal'd, Disperse it, as now light dispels...
Side 173 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair ; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Side 157 - And mad'st it pregnant: what in me is dark Illumine; what is low, raise and support; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.
Side 175 - Hail universal Lord, be bounteous still To give us only good ; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil, or conceal'd, Disperse it, as now light dispels the dark ! So pray'd they innocent, and to their thoughts .Firm peace recover'd soon, and wonted calm.