Lectures on the English PoetsTaylor and Hessey, 1818 - 331 עמודים |
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עמוד 12
... moral and intellectual part of our nature , as well as of the sensitive - of the desire to know , the will to act , and the power to feel ; and ought to appeal to these different parts of our constitution , in order to be perfect . The ...
... moral and intellectual part of our nature , as well as of the sensitive - of the desire to know , the will to act , and the power to feel ; and ought to appeal to these different parts of our constitution , in order to be perfect . The ...
עמוד 65
... moral attributes of Death are powers and effects of an infinitely wide and general description , which no individual or physical form can possibly repre- sent , but by a courtesy of speech , or by a distant analogy . The moral ...
... moral attributes of Death are powers and effects of an infinitely wide and general description , which no individual or physical form can possibly repre- sent , but by a courtesy of speech , or by a distant analogy . The moral ...
עמוד 82
... moral declamation of the owner of it , on the evils of life , almost makes one in love with death . In * " That all with one consent praise new - born gauds , Tho ' they are made and moulded of things past , And give to Dust , that is a ...
... moral declamation of the owner of it , on the evils of life , almost makes one in love with death . In * " That all with one consent praise new - born gauds , Tho ' they are made and moulded of things past , And give to Dust , that is a ...
עמוד 115
... moral , intellectual , or physical . He refines on his de- scriptions of beauty ; loading sweets on sweets , till the sense aches at them ; and raises his images of terror to a gigantic elevation , that " makes Ossa like a wart . " In ...
... moral , intellectual , or physical . He refines on his de- scriptions of beauty ; loading sweets on sweets , till the sense aches at them ; and raises his images of terror to a gigantic elevation , that " makes Ossa like a wart . " In ...
עמוד 151
... moral invective in all Pope , is the prophetical conclusion of the epi- logue to the Satires : " Virtue may chuse the high or low degree , ' Tis just alike to virtue , and to me ; Dwell in a monk , or light upon a king , She's still the ...
... moral invective in all Pope , is the prophetical conclusion of the epi- logue to the Satires : " Virtue may chuse the high or low degree , ' Tis just alike to virtue , and to me ; Dwell in a monk , or light upon a king , She's still the ...
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עמוד 328 - Each spake words of high disdain And insult to his heart's best brother: They parted — ne'er to meet again! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder A dreary sea now flows between ; — But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
עמוד 123 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
עמוד 305 - Great princes' favourites their fair leaves spread But as the marigold at the sun's eye; And in themselves their pride lies buried, For at a frown they in their glory die. The painful warrior famoused for fight, After a thousand victories once foil'd, Is from the book of honour razed quite, And all the rest forgot for which he toil'd.
עמוד 145 - Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
עמוד 10 - Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
עמוד 126 - What though the field be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else not to be overcome?
עמוד 114 - ... devout prayer to that eternal Spirit, who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim, with the hallowed fire of his altar, to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
עמוד 185 - Just earns a scanty pittance, and at night Lies down secure, her heart and pocket light ; She for her humble sphere by nature fit, Has little understanding, and no wit, Receives no praise, but (though her lot be such, Toilsome and indigent) she renders much ; Just knows, and knows no more, her bible true, A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew, And in that charter reads, with sparkling eyes, Her title to a treasure in the skies.
עמוד 228 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
עמוד 153 - ... In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half -hung, The floors of plaster, and the walls of dung, On once a flock-bed, but repaired with straw, With tape-tied curtains never meant to draw, The George and Garter dangling from that bed Where tawdry yellow strove with dirty red, Great Villiers lies — alas ! how changed from him, That life of pleasure, and that soul of whim ! Gallant and gay, in Cliveden's proud alcove, The bower of wanton Shrewsbury and love ; Or just as gay at council, in a ring...