English bards and Scoth [sic] reviewers; a satire |
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... Hope constancy in wind , or corn in chaff ; Believe a woman , or an epitaph , Or any other thing that's false , before You trust in Critics who themselves are sore ; 80 Or yield one single thought to be misled By JEFFREY'S heart , or ...
... Hope constancy in wind , or corn in chaff ; Believe a woman , or an epitaph , Or any other thing that's false , before You trust in Critics who themselves are sore ; 80 Or yield one single thought to be misled By JEFFREY'S heart , or ...
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... hope , And greeting thus , present him with a rope : Heir to my virtues ! man of equal mind ! 450 « Skilled to condemn as to traduce mankind , « This cord receive ! for thee reserved with care , To yield in judgment , and at length to ...
... hope , And greeting thus , present him with a rope : Heir to my virtues ! man of equal mind ! 450 « Skilled to condemn as to traduce mankind , « This cord receive ! for thee reserved with care , To yield in judgment , and at length to ...
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... seven's the nick , Or - done ! -a thousand on the coming trick ! If mad with loss , existence ' gins to tire , And all your hope or wish is to expire , Here's PowELL's pistol ready for your life , And , 44 ENGLISH BARDS ,
... seven's the nick , Or - done ! -a thousand on the coming trick ! If mad with loss , existence ' gins to tire , And all your hope or wish is to expire , Here's PowELL's pistol ready for your life , And , 44 ENGLISH BARDS ,
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... hope ? And thou , melodious ROGERS ! rise at last , Recal the pleasing memory of the past ; Arise ! let blest remembrance still inspire , And strike to wonted tones thy hallowed lyre ! Restore Apollo to his vacant throne , Assert thy ...
... hope ? And thou , melodious ROGERS ! rise at last , Recal the pleasing memory of the past ; Arise ! let blest remembrance still inspire , And strike to wonted tones thy hallowed lyre ! Restore Apollo to his vacant throne , Assert thy ...
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... hope that in Mr. Scorr's next poem his hero or heroine will be less addicted to « Gramarye , » and more to Grammar , than the Lady of the Lay , and her Bravo William of Deloraine . Let MOORE be lewd ; let STRANGFORD steal from MOORE 58 ...
... hope that in Mr. Scorr's next poem his hero or heroine will be less addicted to « Gramarye , » and more to Grammar , than the Lady of the Lay , and her Bravo William of Deloraine . Let MOORE be lewd ; let STRANGFORD steal from MOORE 58 ...
Términos y frases comunes
AMOS COTTLE applaud ARTHUR'S seat Ballads Bard beauties Behold blest boast BOWLES BowLES'S Caledonia's CAMOENS CAPEL LOFFT CARLISLE CATULLUS Critics damned dare delight Deloraine dull Dunciad E'en Edinburgh Review Epic fame feel follies fools genius GIFFORD glory HAFIZ hail HALLAM hallowed hath heart hero HOLLAND's honour hope inspiration JEFFREY JEFFREY'S Joan of Arc Juvenal LAMBE LITTLE'S live Lord Lord BOLINGBROKE Lord CARLISLE Lord Fanny Lordship luckless lyre Lyrical Ballads Marmion mind Minstrel Muse night numbers o'er once pistol Pixies poem Poesy Poet's poetical poetry POPE praise Prince prose resign rhyme rhymester Satire Satirist scenes SCOTT scrawl scribbler shame sleep smile song sonnets sons soul SOUTHEY SOUTHEY's Spirit spurn STOTT strain STRANGFORD taste thee themes thine thing thou throng toil Tolbooth traduce translator Triumphs verse William of Deloraine worthy write yield youth
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Página 15 - And think'st thou, Scott! by vain conceit perchance, On public taste to foist thy stale romance, Though Murray with his Miller may combine To yield thy muse just half-a-crown per line? No! when the sons of song descend to trade, Their bays are sear, their former laurels fade. Let such forego the poet's sacred name, Who rack their brains for lucre, not for fame: Still for stern Mammon may they toil in vain!
Página 20 - Conceive the bard the hero of the story. Shall gentle Coleridge pass unnoticed here, To turgid ode and tumid stanza dear? Though themes of innocence amuse him best, Yet still obscurity's a welcome guest. If Inspiration should her aid refuse To him who takes a pixy for a muse, Yet none in lofty numbers can surpass The bard who soars to elegise an ass.
Página 8 - A mind well skill'd to find or forge a fault ; A turn for punning, call it Attic salt ; To Jeffrey go, be silent and discreet, His pay is just ten sterling pounds per sheet...
Página 54 - Unhappy White ! while life was in its spring,* And thy young muse just waved her joyous wing, The spoiler came ; and all thy promise fair Has sought the grave, to sleep for ever there. Oh ! what a noble heart was here undone, When Science...
Página 19 - Who, both by precept and example, shows That prose is verse, and verse is merely prose; Convincing all, by demonstration plain, Poetic souls delight in prose insane; And Christmas stories tortured into rhyme Contain the essence of the true sublime. Thus, when he tells the tale of Betty Foy, The idiot mother of 'an idiot boy...
Página 19 - Next comes the dull disciple of thy school, That mild apostate from poetic rule, The simple Wordsworth, framer of a lay As soft as evening in his favourite May, Who warns his friend 'to shake off toil and trouble, And quit his books, for fear of growing double...
Página 54 - WHITE <lied at Cambridge in October 1806, in consequence of too much exertion in the pursuit of studies that would have matured a mind which disease and poverty could not impair, and which Death itself destroyed rather than subdued. His poems abound in such beauties as must impress the reader with the liveliest regret that so short a period was allotted to talents, which would have dignified eveu the sacred functions he was destined to assume.
Página 82 - Ooze to her skin, and stagnate there to mud, Cased like the centipede in saffron mail, Or darker greenness of the scorpion's scale — ( For drawn from reptiles only may we trace...
Página 9 - twill pass for wit; Care not for feeling — pass your proper jest, And stand a critic, hated yet caressed. And shall we own such judgment? no — as soon Seek roses in December — ice in June; Hope constancy in wind, or corn in chaff; Believe a woman or an epitaph, Or any other thing that's false, before You trust in critics, who themselves are sore; Or yield one single thought to be misled By Jeffrey's heart, or Lambe's Boeotian head.