Lectures on the Dramatic Literature of the Age of Elizabeth: Delivered at the Surrey InstitutionJ. Warren, 1821 - Всего страниц: 356 |
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... sound ones , before our time . same capacities that we have , sometimes greater motives for their exertion , and , for the most part , the same subject - matter to work upon . What we learn from nature , we may hope to do as well as ...
... sound ones , before our time . same capacities that we have , sometimes greater motives for their exertion , and , for the most part , the same subject - matter to work upon . What we learn from nature , we may hope to do as well as ...
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... sound criticism . They were esteemed , and they de- served to be so . One cause that might be pointed out here , as having contributed to the long - continued neglect of our earlier writers , lies in the very nature 10 GENERAL VIEW OF ...
... sound criticism . They were esteemed , and they de- served to be so . One cause that might be pointed out here , as having contributed to the long - continued neglect of our earlier writers , lies in the very nature 10 GENERAL VIEW OF ...
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... sound of civil combat might still be heard in the distance , the spear glittered to the eye of memory , or the clashing of armour struck on the imagination of the ardent and the young . They were borderers on the savage state , on the ...
... sound of civil combat might still be heard in the distance , the spear glittered to the eye of memory , or the clashing of armour struck on the imagination of the ardent and the young . They were borderers on the savage state , on the ...
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... sound hearts among Thrown on one side of the world , and left to bustle for ourselves , we have fought out many a battle for truth and freedom . That is our na- tural style ; and it were to be wished we had in no instance departed from ...
... sound hearts among Thrown on one side of the world , and left to bustle for ourselves , we have fought out many a battle for truth and freedom . That is our na- tural style ; and it were to be wished we had in no instance departed from ...
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... sound- ing phrases , climbing to the height of Seneca his style , and as full of notable morality ; which it doth most delightfully teach , and thereby obtain the very end of poetry . " And Mr. Pope , whose taste in such matters was ...
... sound- ing phrases , climbing to the height of Seneca his style , and as full of notable morality ; which it doth most delightfully teach , and thereby obtain the very end of poetry . " And Mr. Pope , whose taste in such matters was ...
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Стр. 301 - But man is a noble animal, splendid in ashes, and pompous in the grave, solemnizing nativities and deaths with equal lustre, nor omitting ceremonies of bravery in the infamy of his nature.
Стр. 255 - To his Coy Mistress Had we but world enough and time, This coyness, lady, were no crime. We would sit down and think which way To walk and pass our long love's day. Thou by the Indian Ganges' side Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide Of Huraber would complain.
Стр. 252 - Ask me no more whither do stray The golden atoms of the day; For in pure love heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more whither doth haste The nightingale when May is past; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more...
Стр. 29 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — To beguile the time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
Стр. 298 - There is no antidote against the opium of time, which temporally considereth all things: our fathers find their graves in our short memories, and sadly tell us how we may be buried in our survivors.
Стр. 187 - Whose midnight revels by a forest side Or fountain some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Стр. 60 - Shadowing more beauty in their airy brows Than have the white breasts of the queen of love...
Стр. 61 - Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? — Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. — Her lips suck forth my soul : see, where it flies ! — Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena.
Стр. 225 - A tongue chain'd up without a sound ! Fountain heads, and pathless groves, Places which pale passion loves ! Moonlight walks, when all the fowls Are warmly housed, save bats and owls ! A midnight bell, a parting groan ! These are the sounds we feed upon ; Then stretch our bones in a still gloomy valley, Nothing's so dainty sweet as lovely melancholy.
Стр. 59 - Shall I make spirits fetch me what I please, Resolve me of all ambiguities, Perform what desperate enterprise I will? I'll have them fly to India for gold, Ransack the ocean for orient pearl, And search all corners of the new-found world For pleasant fruits and princely delicates.