The Book of Authors: A Collection of Criticisms, Ana, Môts, Personal Descriptions, Etc. Etc. Etc. Wholly Referring to English Men of Letters in Every Age of English Literature
F. Warne and Company, 1876 - 516 стор.
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The Book of Authors: A Collection of Criticisms, Ana, Môts, Personal ...
William Clark Russell
Перегляд фрагмента - 1871
Addison admiration affected appeared beautiful believe Bishop called character common conversation critic delight England English equal excellent expression eyes face fancy feeling genius give given grace hand head heart honour human humour imagination interest John Johnson kind knowledge Lady language learned less letters light lines literary lived look Lord manner master means mind moral nature never observed once opinion original passed passion perhaps person play poems poet poetry political Pope possessed praise present produced reason remarkable respect Review Scott seems seen sense Smith society sometimes speaking spirit strong style talents talked taste things Thomas thought took true truth turned verse virtue whole woman wonderful writings written wrote young
Сторінка 284 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much ; Who, born for the Universe, narrow'd his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
Сторінка 87 - A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long ; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Сторінка 124 - He, who still wanting, though he lives on theft, Steals much, spends little, yet has nothing left: And he, who now to sense, now nonsense leaning, Means not, but blunders round about a meaning...
Сторінка 159 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And, without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Сторінка 182 - After all this, it is surely superfluous to answer the question that has once been asked, Whether Pope was a poet ? otherwise than by asking in return, If Pope be not a poet, where is poetry to be found...
Сторінка 266 - Madness frequently discovers itself merely by unnecessary deviation from the usual modes of the world. My poor friend Smart showed the disturbance of his mind by falling upon his knees and saying his prayers in the street, or in any other unusual place. Now although, rationally speaking, it is greater madness not to pray at all, than to pray as Smart did, I am afraid there are so many who do not pray, that their understanding is not called in question.
Сторінка 295 - Here Cumberland lies, having acted his parts, The Terence of England, the mender of hearts; A flattering painter, who made it his care To draw men as they ought to be, not as they are.
Сторінка 241 - Here lies David Garrick, describe me who can, An abridgment of all that was pleasant in man ; As an actor, confess'd without rival to shine : As a wit, if not first, in the very first line : Yet, with talents like these, and an excellent heart, The man had his failings, a dupe to his art.