Literary Leaves; Or, Prose and Verse Chiefly Written in India, Volumen 2W.H. Allen & Company, 1840 |
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... Dryden . But Milton , and Gray , and Collins were out of his jurisdiction . They made an appeal to his taste and imagination that he could He had no eye for their richly colored visions , and no ear for their divinest music . He was ...
... Dryden . But Milton , and Gray , and Collins were out of his jurisdiction . They made an appeal to his taste and imagination that he could He had no eye for their richly colored visions , and no ear for their divinest music . He was ...
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... Dryden , whom he pronounced a good rhymist , but no poet . But Dryden , also , with all his real merit as a poet , was a critic whose decisions are never to be relied on ; partly because he was prejudiced , partly because he was ...
... Dryden , whom he pronounced a good rhymist , but no poet . But Dryden , also , with all his real merit as a poet , was a critic whose decisions are never to be relied on ; partly because he was prejudiced , partly because he was ...
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... Dryden's praises . could hardly have been so ludicrously ignorant of his own real character as a writer , as to receive the following eulogies as no more than a just tribute to his merit . " There is more salt in your verses than I have ...
... Dryden's praises . could hardly have been so ludicrously ignorant of his own real character as a writer , as to receive the following eulogies as no more than a just tribute to his merit . " There is more salt in your verses than I have ...
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... Dryden should have respected the judgment of such a critic as this is strange indeed . I think Rymer even exceeds Voltaire in abusive hostility to our Prince of Dramatists . The French poet- critic , as every Englishman remembers , has ...
... Dryden should have respected the judgment of such a critic as this is strange indeed . I think Rymer even exceeds Voltaire in abusive hostility to our Prince of Dramatists . The French poet- critic , as every Englishman remembers , has ...
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... Dryden ; by speaking of the energy of the first and the melody of the second . To the list of bad critics I am compelled to add the name of Collins , for he has ventured to assert in his Epistle to Sir Thomas Hanmer , that Fletcher ...
... Dryden ; by speaking of the energy of the first and the melody of the second . To the list of bad critics I am compelled to add the name of Collins , for he has ventured to assert in his Epistle to Sir Thomas Hanmer , that Fletcher ...
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Página 193 - I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...
Página 14 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Página 191 - Tis not to make me jealous, To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company, Is free of speech, sings, plays, and dances well ; Where virtue is, these are more virtuous : Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt ; For she had eyes, and chose me. No, lago ; I'll see before I doubt; when I doubt, prove; And, on the proof, there is no more but this, — Away at once with love or jealousy!
Página 10 - ... this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe. O, if, I say, you look upon this verse When I perhaps compounded am with clay, Do not so much as my poor name rehearse, But let your love even with my life decay, Lest the wise world should look into your moan And mock you with me after I am gone.
Página 11 - Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell...
Página 218 - I do remember him at Clement's Inn, like a man made after supper of a cheese-paring : when he was naked, he was, for all the world, like a forked radish, with a head fantastically carved upon it with a knife...
Página 190 - I'd make a life of jealousy ; To follow still the changes of the moon With fresh suspicions ? No ! to be once in doubt, Is once to be resolved.
Página 27 - Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace: Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But, out, alack!
Página 226 - As Sir Roger is landlord to the whole congregation, he keeps them in very good order, and will suffer nobody to sleep in it besides himself; for if, by chance, he has been surprised into a short nap at sermon, upon recovering out of it he stands up and looks about him, and, if he sees anybody else nodding, either wakes them himself, or sends his servants to them.
Página 27 - I'll read, his for his love." XXXIII Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.