An Essay on the Genius and Writings of Pope ...W.J. and J. Richardson, 1806 - 8 páginas |
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... excellent one of the arti We do not , it should feem , fufficiently at- tend to the difference there is betwixt a MAN OF WIT , a MAN OF SENSE , and a TRUE POET . Donne and Swift were undoubtedly men of wit , and men of sense : but what ...
... excellent one of the arti We do not , it should feem , fufficiently at- tend to the difference there is betwixt a MAN OF WIT , a MAN OF SENSE , and a TRUE POET . Donne and Swift were undoubtedly men of wit , and men of sense : but what ...
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... excellent sense , but just as poetical as the Qui fit Mæcenas " of the author who re- commends this method of trial . Take ten lines of the Iliad , Paradife Loft , or even of the the Georgics of Virgil , and fee whether , by DEDICATION .
... excellent sense , but just as poetical as the Qui fit Mæcenas " of the author who re- commends this method of trial . Take ten lines of the Iliad , Paradife Loft , or even of the the Georgics of Virgil , and fee whether , by DEDICATION .
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... excellent Quintilian remarks of Lyfias . And because I am , perhaps , unwilling to speak out in plain English , I will adopt the following paffage of Voltaire , which , in my opinion , as exactly characterizes POPE as it does his model ...
... excellent Quintilian remarks of Lyfias . And because I am , perhaps , unwilling to speak out in plain English , I will adopt the following paffage of Voltaire , which , in my opinion , as exactly characterizes POPE as it does his model ...
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... excellent examples extant , of the beauty here intended , in the third Georgic of Virgil . The poet having mournfully described a steer struck with a pestilence , and falling down dead in the middle of his work , artfully reminds us of ...
... excellent examples extant , of the beauty here intended , in the third Georgic of Virgil . The poet having mournfully described a steer struck with a pestilence , and falling down dead in the middle of his work , artfully reminds us of ...
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... excellent ode of Mr. Cobb . of whose odes Pope took the following line ; id77 Thy stone , O Sisyphus , stands still . † Κεφ . η . περι ποιητικής , tended See also in the From another MA 1 3 tended event ; as is constantly , adds the AND ...
... excellent ode of Mr. Cobb . of whose odes Pope took the following line ; id77 Thy stone , O Sisyphus , stands still . † Κεφ . η . περι ποιητικής , tended See also in the From another MA 1 3 tended event ; as is constantly , adds the AND ...
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An Essay on the Genius and Writings of Pope. In Two Volumes, Volumen 1 Joseph Warton Vista completa - 1806 |
Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 221 - favourite and peculiar pastime is expressed. Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly, After sun-set, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under
Página 7 - Where were ye, nymphs, when the remorseless deep Clos'd o'er the head of your lov'd Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie; Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream. J
Página 132 - Mount o'er the vales, and seem to tread the sky ; Th' eternal snows appear already past, And the first clouds and mountains seem the last: But, those attain'd, we tremble to survey The growing labours of the lengthen'd way; Th' increasing prospect tires our wand'ring eyes; Hills peep o'er hills, and Alps on Alps arise.*
Página 221 - amusements proper for none but fairies ! 'Fore the third part of a minute, hence : Some to kill cankers in the musk-rose buds : Some war with rear-mice for their leathern wings, To make my small elves coats; and some keep back The clamorous owl, that nightly hoots, and wonders At our queint spirits.
Página 34 - The lonely mountains o'er, And the resounding shore, A voice of weeping heard, and loud lament ! From haunted spring, and dale Edg'd with poplar pale, The parting Genius is with sighing sent; With flower-enwoven tresses torn, The nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.*
Página 219 - for mortal sight, Their fluid bodies half dissolv'd in light. Loose to the wind their airy garments flew, Thin glittering textures of the filmy dew, Dipt in the richest tincture of the skies, Where light disports in ever-mingling dyes; While every beam new transient colours flings ; Colours, that change whene'er they wave their wings.*
Página 222 - essences exhale ; To draw fresh colours from the vernal flow'rs, To steal from rainbows, ere they drop in show'rs, A brighter wash ; to curl their waving hairs, Assist their blushes, and inspire their airs ; Nay, oft in dreams invention we bestow, To change a flounce, or add a furbelow.* The
Página 128 - Thus Pegasus, a nearer way to take, May boldly deviate from the common track ; From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part, And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art, Which, without passing thro' the judgment, gains The heart, and all its ends at once
Página 348 - On Thracia's hills the lord of war Has curb'd the fury of his car, And dropp'd his thirsty lance at thy command. Perching on the sceptred hand Of Jove, thy magic lulls the feathered king. With ruffled plumes, and flagging wing : Quench'd in dark clouds of slumber lie The terror of his beak, and lightning of his eye.* The
Página 217 - Soft yielding minds to water glide away, And sip with Nymphs, their elemental tea. The graver Prude sinks downward to a gnome, In search of mischief still on earth to roam. The light Coquettes in sylphs aloft repair. And sport and flutter in the fields of air. The