The Plain Speaker: Opinions on Books, Men and Things, Том 1Templeman, 1851 |
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... taste , or assist his own fancy he must take what comes , and make the most of it . He works the most striking effects out of the most unpromising materials , by the mere activity of his mind . He rises with the lofty , descends with ...
... taste , or assist his own fancy he must take what comes , and make the most of it . He works the most striking effects out of the most unpromising materials , by the mere activity of his mind . He rises with the lofty , descends with ...
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... taste , the author of Rimini , ' and editor of the Examiner , ' is among the best and least corrupted of our poetical prose - writers . In his light but well - supported columns we find the raci- ness , the sharpness , and sparkling ...
... taste , the author of Rimini , ' and editor of the Examiner , ' is among the best and least corrupted of our poetical prose - writers . In his light but well - supported columns we find the raci- ness , the sharpness , and sparkling ...
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... taste and general knowledge . " " What do you mean by that general knowledge which implies not a knowledge of things in ge- neral , but an ignorance ( by your own account ) of every one in particular : or by that liberal taste which ...
... taste and general knowledge . " " What do you mean by that general knowledge which implies not a knowledge of things in ge- neral , but an ignorance ( by your own account ) of every one in particular : or by that liberal taste which ...
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... taste and feeling . Montaigne's Essays . ' Dil- worth's Spelling Book , ' and Fearn's Treatise on Contingent Remainders , ' are all equally books , but not equally adapted for all classes of readers . The two last are of no use but to ...
... taste and feeling . Montaigne's Essays . ' Dil- worth's Spelling Book , ' and Fearn's Treatise on Contingent Remainders , ' are all equally books , but not equally adapted for all classes of readers . The two last are of no use but to ...
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... Taste is a luxury for the privileged few ; but it would be hard upon those who have not the same standard of refinement in their own minds that we suppose ourselves to have , if this should prevent them from having recourse , as usual ...
... Taste is a luxury for the privileged few ; but it would be hard upon those who have not the same standard of refinement in their own minds that we suppose ourselves to have , if this should prevent them from having recourse , as usual ...
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