English bards, and Scotch reviewers; a satireJ. Cawthorn (printed by T. Collins), 1810 - 85 páginas |
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... perusal - no doubt for correction . In the melo - drama of Tekeli , that heroic prince is clapt into a barrel on the stage , a new asylum for distressed heroes . While REYNOLDS vents his " dammes , poohs , " 44 ENGLISH BARDS ,
... perusal - no doubt for correction . In the melo - drama of Tekeli , that heroic prince is clapt into a barrel on the stage , a new asylum for distressed heroes . While REYNOLDS vents his " dammes , poohs , " 44 ENGLISH BARDS ,
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... stage ? Heavens is all sense of shame , and talent gone ? Have we no living Bard of merit ? —none ? Awake , GEORGE COLMAN , CUMBERLAND , awake ! 560 Ring the alarum bell , let folly quake ! * All these are favourite expressions of Mr. R ...
... stage ? Heavens is all sense of shame , and talent gone ? Have we no living Bard of merit ? —none ? Awake , GEORGE COLMAN , CUMBERLAND , awake ! 560 Ring the alarum bell , let folly quake ! * All these are favourite expressions of Mr. R ...
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... stage . Gods ! o'er those boards shall Folly rear her head Where GARRICK trod , and KEMBLE lives to tread ? On thoseshall Farce display buffoonery's mask , 570 And Hook conceal his heroes in a cask ? Shall sapient managers new scenes ...
... stage . Gods ! o'er those boards shall Folly rear her head Where GARRICK trod , and KEMBLE lives to tread ? On thoseshall Farce display buffoonery's mask , 570 And Hook conceal his heroes in a cask ? Shall sapient managers new scenes ...
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... Stage , and offers his plan for building a new theatre : it is to be hoped his Lordship will be permitted to bring forward any thing for the Stage , except his own tragedies . So dull in youth , so drivelling in his age 56 ENGLISH BARDS ,
... Stage , and offers his plan for building a new theatre : it is to be hoped his Lordship will be permitted to bring forward any thing for the Stage , except his own tragedies . So dull in youth , so drivelling in his age 56 ENGLISH BARDS ,
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... stage ; But Managers for one cried , " hold , enough ! " Nor drugged their audience with the tragic stuff . Yet at their judgment let his Lordship laugh , And case his volumes in congenial calf ; Yes ! doff that covering where Morocco ...
... stage ; But Managers for one cried , " hold , enough ! " Nor drugged their audience with the tragic stuff . Yet at their judgment let his Lordship laugh , And case his volumes in congenial calf ; Yes ! doff that covering where Morocco ...
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Página 65 - So the struck eagle, stretched upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, Viewed his own feather on the fatal dart, And winged the shaft that quivered in his heart ; Keen were his pangs, but keener far to feel He nursed the pinion which impelled the steel ; While the same plumage that had warmed his nest Drank the last life-drop of his bleeding breast.
Página 65 - Tis true that all who rhyme — nay, all who write — Shrink from that fatal word to genius — trite ; Yet Truth sometimes will lend her noblest fires, And decorate the verse herself inspires : This fact in Virtue's name let Crabbe attest ; Though nature's sternest painter, yet the best.
Página 21 - And each adventure so sublimely tells, That all who view the 'idiot in his glory' 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...
Página 64 - White ! f 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 self destroy'd her favourite son.
Página 13 - Next view in state, proud prancing on his roan, The golden-crested haughty Marmion, Now forging scrolls, now foremost in the fight, Not quite a felon, yet but half a knight, The gibbet or the field prepared to grace ; A mighty mixture of the great and base.
Página 20 - ... 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
Página 6 - 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...
Página 6 - Take hackney'd jokes from MILLER, got by rote, With just enough of learning to misquote , 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 : 70 Fear not to lie, 'twill seem a lucky hit; Shrink not from blasphemy, 'twill pass for wit ; Care not for feeling — pass your proper jest, And stand a critic, hated yet caress'd.
Página 19 - Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books; Or surely you'll grow double: Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks. Why all this toil and trouble?
Página 17 - Domdaniel's dread destroyer, who o'erthrew More mad magicians than the world e'er knew. Immortal hero! all thy foes o'ercome. For ever reign— the rival of Tom Thumb!