The Pamphlet Library, Volum 3Arthur Waugh H. Holt & Company, 1897 |
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Side 141 - 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, 370
Side 15 - kills a reasonable creature, Gods Image; but hee who destroyes a good Booke, kills reason it selfe, kills the Image of God, as it were in the eye. Many a man lives a burden to the Earth; but a good Booke is the pretious lifeblood of a master spirit,
Side 139 - These sparks with aukward vanity display What the fine gentleman wore yesterday; 330 And but so mimic ancient wits at best, As apes our grandsires, in their doublets drest. In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold; Alike fantastic, if too new or old: Be not the first by whom the new are try'd,
Side 124 - Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss; A fool might once himself alone expose, Now one in verse makes many more in prose.' ‘Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own. 10 In Poets as true genius is but
Side 141 - The reader's threat'n'd (not in vain) with ‘sleep:' Then, at the last and only couplet fraught With some unmeaning thing they call a thought, A needless Alexandrine ends the song That, like a wounded snake, drags its slow length along.' Leave such to tune their own dull rhimes, and know What's roundly smooth or languishingly slow; And praise the
Side 15 - that season'd life of man preserv'd and stor'd up in Books; since we see a kinde of homicide may be thus committed, sometimes a martyrdome, and if it extend to the whole impression, a kinde of massacre, whereof the execution ends not in the slaying of an elementall life, but strikes at that ethereall and
Side 140 - ear, Not mend their minds; as some to Church repair, Not for the doctrine, but the music there. These equal syllables alone require, Though oft the ear the open vowels tire ; ¿ While expletives their feeble aid do join; And ten low words oft creep in one dull line: While they ring round the same unvary'd chimes, With sure returns of
Side 84 - her and Faishood grapple; who ever knew Truth put to the wors, in a free and open encounter. Her confuting is the best and surest suppressing. He who hears what praying there is for light and clearer knowledge to be sent down among us, would think of other matters to be
Side 80 - her mighty youth, and kindling her undazl'd eyes at the full mid-day beam; purging and unscaling her long abused sight at the fountain it self of heav'nly radiance, while the whole noise of timorous and flocking birds, with those also that love the twilight, flutter about, amaz'd at what she means, and in their envious gabble would prognosticat a year of sects and
Side 151 - this freedom take, But Appius reddens at each word you speak, And stares, tremendous, with a threat'ning eye,' Like some fierce Tyrant in old tapestry. 1 This picture was taken to himself by John Dennis, a furious old critic by profession, who, upon no other provocation, wrote against this essay and its author, in a