Advice in the Pursuits of Literature, Containing Historical, Biographical, and Critical RemarksJ.K, Porter, 1841 - 296 sider |
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... virtues , his talents , his acquirements , and his misfortunes , ( being deaf and dumb , ) — to assist me in the undertaking . On that plan , -if we could have carried it into execution , -our labours would have extended to several ...
... virtues , his talents , his acquirements , and his misfortunes , ( being deaf and dumb , ) — to assist me in the undertaking . On that plan , -if we could have carried it into execution , -our labours would have extended to several ...
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... virtues , for a century and a half after it had been found in this country . I freely grant , that the litera- ture , as it came to us at that time , had not the polish of the literature of the present day ; but it was well calcu- lated ...
... virtues , for a century and a half after it had been found in this country . I freely grant , that the litera- ture , as it came to us at that time , had not the polish of the literature of the present day ; but it was well calcu- lated ...
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... virtues , hís weaknesses , his eccentricities , even his idiosyncrasies , were all known to this great anatomist of the human mind ; his hopes , his passions , his frivolities , were all laid bare to him . Tthese plays , which seemed ...
... virtues , hís weaknesses , his eccentricities , even his idiosyncrasies , were all known to this great anatomist of the human mind ; his hopes , his passions , his frivolities , were all laid bare to him . Tthese plays , which seemed ...
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... virtues of Bacchus , the force of pity , the power of love , and the fury of revenge , and not have one line on the religion St. Cecilia lived to practise , and died to glorify , and only a hasty intimation of her sacred power . " At ...
... virtues of Bacchus , the force of pity , the power of love , and the fury of revenge , and not have one line on the religion St. Cecilia lived to practise , and died to glorify , and only a hasty intimation of her sacred power . " At ...
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... Virtues are not so prominent as vice , nor beauties so readily seen as defects . The satirist seizes on these vices or defects , and makes them ridiculous or detestable , as he wishes . How many fine looking kings have died , for the ...
... Virtues are not so prominent as vice , nor beauties so readily seen as defects . The satirist seizes on these vices or defects , and makes them ridiculous or detestable , as he wishes . How many fine looking kings have died , for the ...
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admired Amphipolis ancient Arymbas bard beauty born breast breath Cersobleptes character charm Chaucer Comus dark death deeds deep delight didst divine Dryden DUNCIAD earth elegant eloquence England English language English literature English poetry enterprize eyes fame fear feeling fiction fire gave genius glory grave Greece Greeks hand haste hath heart heaven Henry VII Homer honor human Iliad king knowledge labors Lake poets language laws learning letters light literary lived mankind master mighty mind moral muse nations nature never night o'er odes passion Phemius philosopher poem poet poetry political Pope praise prose racter reign Roman Rome satire scholar sentiment Shakspeare Sir William Jones song soon soul sound spirit starless night sweet talents taste tears thee thine things Thomas Warton thou thought tion truth verse virtue wild writers wrote youth
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Side 250 - The oracles are dumb; No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving: Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving: No nightly trance or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Side 48 - Come you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it!
Side 255 - Now o'er the one half world Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse The curtain'd sleep ; now witchcraft celebrates Pale Hecate's offerings ; and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf. Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design, Moves like a ghost.
Side 67 - He raised a mortal to the skies, She drew an angel down. GRAND CHORUS. At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of tke vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store. Enlarged the former narrow bounds. And added length to solemn sounds. With nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide th-e, crown...
Side 59 - Was I deceived, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night ? I did not err : there does a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night, And casts a gleam over this tufted grove.
Side 67 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With Nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown : He raised a mortal to the skies: She drew an angel down.
Side 60 - And in sweet madness robb'd it of itself; But such a sacred and home-felt delight, Such sober certainty of waking bliss, I never heard till now.
Side 167 - Where on the ^Egean shore a city stands, Built nobly, pure the air, and light the soil ; Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts And eloquence, native to famous wits Or hospitable, in her sweet recess, City or suburban, studious walks and shades. See there the olive grove of Academe, Plato's retirement, where the Attic bird Trills her thick-warbled notes the summer long; There flowery hill Hymettus, with the sound Of bees...
Side 62 - I saw them under a green mantling vine, That crawls along the side of yon small hill, Plucking ripe clusters from the tender shoots. Their port was more than human as they stood : I took it for a faery vision Of some gay creatures of the element That in the colours of the rainbow live, And play i
Side 155 - I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep: a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why; until there rose From the near schoolroom, voices, that, alas! Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.