History of English Literature, Том 2Edmonston & Douglas, 1874 |
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... taste - Dramatic theories of Dryden - His judgment of the old English theatre - His judgment of the new French theatre - Composite works- Incongruities of his drama - Tyrannic Love - Grossness of his characters—— The Indian Emperor ...
... taste - Dramatic theories of Dryden - His judgment of the old English theatre - His judgment of the new French theatre - Composite works- Incongruities of his drama - Tyrannic Love - Grossness of his characters—— The Indian Emperor ...
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... taste for classical and exact studies . Such circumstances announce and prepare , not an artist , but a man of - letters . I find the same inclination and the same signs in the remainder of his life , private or public . He regularly ...
... taste for classical and exact studies . Such circumstances announce and prepare , not an artist , but a man of - letters . I find the same inclination and the same signs in the remainder of his life , private or public . He regularly ...
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... taste and the umpire of letters ; he criticised novelties - Racine's last tragedy , Blackmore's heavy epic , Swift's first poems ; slightly vain , praising his own writings , to the extent of saying that no one had ever composed or will ...
... taste and the umpire of letters ; he criticised novelties - Racine's last tragedy , Blackmore's heavy epic , Swift's first poems ; slightly vain , praising his own writings , to the extent of saying that no one had ever composed or will ...
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... taste , floundering amid confused recollections of the national literature and deformed imitations of foreign literature , ex- pecting nothing from the stage but the pleasure of the senses or the gratification of their curiosity . In ...
... taste , floundering amid confused recollections of the national literature and deformed imitations of foreign literature , ex- pecting nothing from the stage but the pleasure of the senses or the gratification of their curiosity . In ...
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... taste , who shun ugliness and heaviness of any sort . Would you believe it ? In the Indian Emperor , Montezuma is tortured on the stage , and to cap all , a priest tries to convert him in the meanwhile . I recognise in this frightful ...
... taste , who shun ugliness and heaviness of any sort . Would you believe it ? In the Indian Emperor , Montezuma is tortured on the stage , and to cap all , a priest tries to convert him in the meanwhile . I recognise in this frightful ...
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Сторінка 283 - I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
Сторінка 529 - On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.
Сторінка 148 - I have been assured by a very knowing American of my acquaintance in London that a young, healthy child well nursed is, at a year old, . a most delicious, nourishing, and wholesome food, whether stewed, roasted, baked, or boiled; and I make no doubt that it will equally serve in a fricassee or a ragout.
Сторінка 104 - It was said of Socrates that he brought Philosophy down from, heaven, to inhabit among men ; and I shall be ambitious to have it said of me, that I have brought Philosophy out of closets and libraries, schools and colleges, to dwell in clubs and assemblies, at tea-tables and in coffeehouses.
Сторінка 205 - This day, black Omens threat the brightest Fair, That e'er deserv'da watchful spirit's care; Some dire disaster, or by force, or slight; But what, or where, the fates have wrapt in night. Whether the nymph shall break Diana's law, Or some frail China jar receive a flaw; Or stain her honour or her new brocade; Forget her pray'rs, or miss a masquerade; Or lose her heart, or necklace, at a ball; Or whether Heav'n has doom'd that Shock must fall.
Сторінка 115 - Bridge, said I, standing in the Midst of the Tide. The Bridge thou seest, said he, is human Life, consider it attentively. Upon a more leisurely Survey of it, I found that it consisted of threescore and ten entire Arches, with several broken Arches, which added to those that were entire, made up the Number about an hundred.
Сторінка 535 - The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world Comfort thyself: what comfort is in me?
Сторінка 529 - TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Сторінка 362 - Now, what I want is, Facts. Teach these boys and girls nothing but Facts. Facts alone are wanted in life. Plant nothing else, and root out everything else.
Сторінка 44 - Now strike the golden lyre again! A louder yet, and yet a louder strain, Break his bands of sleep asunder, And rouse him, like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark! the horrid sound Has raised up his head! As awaked from the dead, And amazed, he stares around. Revenge! revenge!