An Essay on the Genius and Writings of Pope ...W.J. and J. Richardson, 1806 |
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... hand , modern Italy can shew two or three illustrious epic writers , yet has no Sophocles , Euripides , or Menander . And France , without having formed a single Epopëa , has carried dramatic poetry to so high a pitch of perfection in ...
... hand , modern Italy can shew two or three illustrious epic writers , yet has no Sophocles , Euripides , or Menander . And France , without having formed a single Epopëa , has carried dramatic poetry to so high a pitch of perfection in ...
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... hands from my slain father tore . * B . I. ver . 705 . OVID + See his address to the furies in the Edipus Coloneus of Sophocles , beginning at the words , #ora dewES , at verse 85 , down to verse 117. And afterwards , when he becomes ...
... hands from my slain father tore . * B . I. ver . 705 . OVID + See his address to the furies in the Edipus Coloneus of Sophocles , beginning at the words , #ora dewES , at verse 85 , down to verse 117. And afterwards , when he becomes ...
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... hand an iron whip did strain , The other brandished a bloody knife ; And both did gnash their teeth , and both did threaten life . * 22 . But gnawing Jealousie , out of their sight Sitting alone , his bitter lips did bite ; VOL . II . D ...
... hand an iron whip did strain , The other brandished a bloody knife ; And both did gnash their teeth , and both did threaten life . * 22 . But gnawing Jealousie , out of their sight Sitting alone , his bitter lips did bite ; VOL . II . D ...
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... ; it was his favourite work ; in the last picture which he sat for to Sir Godfrey Kneller , he desired to be painted with a Spenser in his hand . + Book iii . c . H. sure effects of genuine poetry , όταν ο λέγης , 34 ESSAY ON THE GENIUS.
... ; it was his favourite work ; in the last picture which he sat for to Sir Godfrey Kneller , he desired to be painted with a Spenser in his hand . + Book iii . c . H. sure effects of genuine poetry , όταν ο λέγης , 34 ESSAY ON THE GENIUS.
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... light . D 3 Then * Spenser and Waller were POPE's great favourites , as he told Mr. Spence , in the order they are named , in his early reading . Then at Aurora , whose fair hand Remov'd them from AND WRITINGS OF POPE . 37.
... light . D 3 Then * Spenser and Waller were POPE's great favourites , as he told Mr. Spence , in the order they are named , in his early reading . Then at Aurora , whose fair hand Remov'd them from AND WRITINGS OF POPE . 37.
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Сторінка 236 - Peace to all such ! but were there One whose fires True Genius kindles, and fair Fame inspires ; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear like the Turk, no brother near the throne, View him with scornful, yet with jealous eyes, And hate for arts that caus'd himself to rise ; Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer...
Сторінка 77 - Created half to rise, and half to fall; Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all; Sole judge of Truth, in endless Error hurl'd: The glory, jest, and riddle of the world!
Сторінка 111 - Touch their immortal harps of golden wires, With those just spirits that wear victorious palms, Hymns devout and holy psalms Singing everlastingly ; That we on earth with undiscording voice May rightly answer that melodious noise ; As once we did, till disproportion'd sin Jarr'd against nature's chime, and with harsh din Broke the fair music that all creatures made To their great Lord, whose love their motion sway'J In perfect diapason, whilst they stood In first obedience, and their state of good.
Сторінка 64 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
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Сторінка 180 - To build, to plant, whatever you intend, To rear the column, or the arch to bend, To swell the terrace, or to sink the grot; In all, let Nature never be forgot.
Сторінка 59 - AWAKE, my St. John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man ; A mighty maze ! but not without a plan ; A wild where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot, Or garden tempting with forbidden fruit.
Сторінка 205 - Statesman \ yet friend to Truth! of soul sincere, ' In action faithful, and in honour clear ; 'Who broke no promise, serv'd no private end, 'Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend ; 'Ennobled by himself, by all approv'd, 'And prais'd, unenvy'd, by the Muse he lov'd.
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