An Essay on the Genius and Writings of Pope, כרך 1J. Dodsley, 1772 - 495 עמודים |
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תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 14
עמוד x
... profe . You will find that they will appear like Ulyffes in his dif- guife of rags , ftill a hero , tho ' lodged in the cottage of the herdfman Eumæus . THE Sublime and the Pathetic are the two chief nerves of all genuine poefy . What ...
... profe . You will find that they will appear like Ulyffes in his dif- guife of rags , ftill a hero , tho ' lodged in the cottage of the herdfman Eumæus . THE Sublime and the Pathetic are the two chief nerves of all genuine poefy . What ...
עמוד 12
... profe . POPE has been happy in introducing the following circumstance : the prophet says , " The parched ground shall " become a pool ; " Our author expresses this idea by saying , that the shepherd , fall START amid the thirfty wild to ...
... profe . POPE has been happy in introducing the following circumstance : the prophet says , " The parched ground shall " become a pool ; " Our author expresses this idea by saying , that the shepherd , fall START amid the thirfty wild to ...
עמוד 100
... profe writer * . " It is however certain , that the poem before us is by no means destitute of a just integri- ty , and a lucid order : each of the precepts and remarks naturally introduce the fuc- ceeding ones , fo as to form an entire ...
... profe writer * . " It is however certain , that the poem before us is by no means destitute of a just integri- ty , and a lucid order : each of the precepts and remarks naturally introduce the fuc- ceeding ones , fo as to form an entire ...
עמוד 110
... profe , according to the precept of Vida , and the practice of Racine * . Quinetiam , prius effigiem formare , SOLUTIS , Totiufque operis fimulacrum fingere , verbis , Proderit ; atque omnes ex ordine nectere partes , Et feriem rerum ...
... profe , according to the precept of Vida , and the practice of Racine * . Quinetiam , prius effigiem formare , SOLUTIS , Totiufque operis fimulacrum fingere , verbis , Proderit ; atque omnes ex ordine nectere partes , Et feriem rerum ...
עמוד 111
... profe , not only the subject of each of the five acts , but of every scene and every fpeech ; fo that he could take a view of the whole at once , and fee whether every part cohered , and co - ope- rated to produce the intended event ...
... profe , not only the subject of each of the five acts , but of every scene and every fpeech ; fo that he could take a view of the whole at once , and fee whether every part cohered , and co - ope- rated to produce the intended event ...
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Abelard Addiſon alfo almoſt alſo ancient beautiful becauſe beſt Boileau Cant character circumftance cloſe compofition Corneille criticiſm defcribed defcription defign Domenichino Dryden Eclogue Effay elegance Eloifa epic poetry epiftle Euripides excellent expreffed expreffion exquifite faid fame fatire fays fecond feems fentiments fhall firft firſt folemn fome fpeak fpecies fpirit ftanza ftory ftrokes ftyle fubject fublime fuch fufficient fylphs genius greateſt himſelf hiſtory Homer Iliad images imagination inferted inftance itſelf Jane Shore juft juſt laft laſt loft Milton moft moſt mufic muſt numbers o'er obfervations occafion Ovid paffage paffion painted pathetic perfon Petrarch pieces Pindar pleaſed pleaſure poefy poem poet poetical poetry POPE praiſes preſent profe publiſhed Quintilian Racine racter raiſed reaſon reprefented ſay ſcene ſeem ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome Sophocles ſpeak ſtory ſuch taſte thefe themſelves Theocritus theſe thofe thoſe tion tragedy tranflated uſed verfe verſes Virgil Voltaire whofe whoſe writing
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עמוד 40 - Pollute with sinful blame, The saintly veil of maiden white to throw; Confounded, that her Maker's eyes Should look so near upon her foul deformities.
עמוד 259 - For others good, or melt at others woe. What can atone (oh ever-injur'd shade !) Thy fate unpity'd, and thy rites unpaid ? No friend's complaint, no kind domestic tear Pleas'd thy pale ghost, or grac'd thy mournful bier : By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd, By foreign hands thy decent limbs compos'd, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn'd, By strangers honour'd, and by strangers mourn'd! What tho' no friends in sable weeds appear.
עמוד 322 - How oft, when press'd to marriage, have I said, Curse on all laws but those which love has made! Love, free as air, at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies...
עמוד 157 - Where a new world leaps out at his command, And ready nature waits upon his hand ; When the ripe colours soften and unite, And sweetly melt into just shade and light ; When mellowing years their full perfection give( And each bold figure just begins to live, The treacherous colours the fair art betray, And all the bright creation fades away...
עמוד 233 - 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 summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
עמוד 7 - 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.
עמוד 38 - The oracles are dumb; No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving: No nightly trance or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
עמוד 137 - ... faces to make one excellent. Such personages, I think, would please nobody but the painter that made them ; not but I think a painter may make a better face than ever was ; but he must do it by a kind of felicity, (as a musician that maketh an excellent air in music,) and not by rule.
עמוד 202 - What woful stuff this madrigal would be In some starved hackney sonneteer or me ! But let a lord once own the happy lines, How the wit brightens ! how the style refines ! Before his sacred name flies every fault, And each exalted stanza teems with thought.
עמוד 164 - Durfey's Tales. With him most authors steal their works, or buy ; Garth did not write his own Dispensary. Name a new play, and he's the poet's friend ; Nay, show'd his faults — but when would poets mend? No place so sacred from such fops is barr'd, Nor is Paul's church more safe than Paul's churchyard: Nay, fly to altars ; there they'll talk you dead ; For fools rush in where angels fear to tread.