The Literary Character: Or, The History of Men of Genius, Drawn from Their Own Feelings, and Confessions; Literary Miscellanies; and An Inquiry Into the Character of James the First
Routledge, Warnes, and Routledge, 1859 - 462 עמודים
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Adam Smith admirable amidst amusement ancient appears artist Boccaccio Boileau called Cantenac celebrated Cicero comedy composed conversation court critics curious declared delight discovered domestic Dugald Stewart enthusiasm faculty fame fancy father favourite feelings formed French genius glory habits happiness heart historian honour human Hume humour ideas imagination inspiration invention James king knowledge labour learned letters literary character literature lived Lord Lord Bacon Lord Byron Madame de Maintenon Madame de Stael Malebranche manners master meditation Metastasio mind Moliere monarch Montesquieu nation nature never object observed opinions painter passed passion peculiar perpetual Petrarch philosopher Plutarch poet poetical poetry political preface preserved prince principle pursuits Racine racter reign ridicule says secret sensibility servant Sir William Jones society solitary solitude spirit studies style talents taste thought tion truth verses Voltaire volume writing youth
עמוד 254 - The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early had been kind ; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it ; till I am solitary. and cannot impart it; till I am known, and do not want it.
עמוד 92 - La lena m'era del polmon sì munta, quand'io fui su, ch'i' non potea più oltre; anzi m'assisi ne la prima giunta. « Ornai convien che tu cosi ti spoltre », disse '1 maestro; «che, seggendo in piuma, in fama non si vien, né sotto coltre; sanza la qual chi sua vita consuma, cotal vestigio in terra di sé lascia, qual fummo in aere ed in acqua la schiuma.
עמוד 201 - Subtle as sphinx ; as sweet, and musical, As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair, And, when love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs ; O, then his lines would ravish savage ears, And plant in tyrants mild humility.
עמוד 260 - Guard them, and him within protect from harms. He can requite thee; for he knows the charms That call fame on such gentle acts as these, And he can spread thy name o'er lands and seas, Whatever clime the sun's bright circle warms. Lift not thy spear against the Muses
עמוד 37 - He wish'd to be the guardian, not the king, Tyrant far less, or traitor of the field, And sure the sylvan reign unbloody joy...
עמוד 148 - I had no sooner spoken these words but a loud though yet gentle noise came from the heavens, for it was like nothing on earth, which did so comfort and cheer me that I took my petition as granted, and that I had the sign I demanded, whereupon also I resolved to print my book.
עמוד 153 - So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart; Keen were his pangs, but keener far to feel He nursed the pinion which impell'd the steel ; While the same plumage that had warm'd his nest Drank the last life-drop of his bleeding breast.
עמוד 153 - Twas thine own genius gave the final blow, And help'd to plant the wound that laid thee low. So the struck eagle...
עמוד 12 - my history will not be long : the life that is devoted to knowledge passes silently away, and is very little diversified by events. To talk in public, to think in solitude, to read and to hear, to inquire and answer inquiries, is the business of a scholar. He wanders about the world without pomp or terror, and is neither known nor valued but by men like himself.