The English Poets: Lessing, Rousseau: EssaysW. Scott, 1888 - 337 стор. |
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... published in the series of the Shakespeare Society a sprightly little tract , entitled " Oberon , " which , if not quite convincing , is well worth reading for its ingenuity and research . as secretary , and in that country he spent the ...
... published in the series of the Shakespeare Society a sprightly little tract , entitled " Oberon , " which , if not quite convincing , is well worth reading for its ingenuity and research . as secretary , and in that country he spent the ...
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... publish poems or in search of preferment . His residence in that country has been compared to that of Ovid in Pontus . And , no doubt , there were certain outward points of likeness . The Irishry by whom he was surrounded were to the ...
... publish poems or in search of preferment . His residence in that country has been compared to that of Ovid in Pontus . And , no doubt , there were certain outward points of likeness . The Irishry by whom he was surrounded were to the ...
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... published in 1591 , was , Spenser tells us in his dedication , " long sithens composed in the raw conceit of my youth . " But he had evidently retouched it . The verses quoted show a firmer hand than is generally seen in it , and we are ...
... published in 1591 , was , Spenser tells us in his dedication , " long sithens composed in the raw conceit of my youth . " But he had evidently retouched it . The verses quoted show a firmer hand than is generally seen in it , and we are ...
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... published in 1611. These , it is most likely , were the only ones he ever completed , for , with all his abundance , he was evidently a laborious finisher . When we remember that ten years were given to the elaboration of the first ...
... published in 1611. These , it is most likely , were the only ones he ever completed , for , with all his abundance , he was evidently a laborious finisher . When we remember that ten years were given to the elaboration of the first ...
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... publish . " E. K. , whoever he was , never carried out his intention , and the book is no doubt lost ; a loss to be borne with less equanimity than that of Cicero's treatise , De Gloria , once possessed by Petrarch . The passage I have ...
... publish . " E. K. , whoever he was , never carried out his intention , and the book is no doubt lost ; a loss to be borne with less equanimity than that of Cicero's treatise , De Gloria , once possessed by Petrarch . The passage I have ...
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Сторінка 112 - This castle hath a pleasant seat ; the air Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Unto our gentle senses. BAN. This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve By his loved mansionry that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle : Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed The air is delicate.
Сторінка 75 - To th' instruments divine respondence meet: The silver sounding instruments did meet With the base murmure of the waters fall: The waters fall with difference discreet, Now soft, now loud, unto the wind did call: The gentle warbling wind low answered to all.
Сторінка 29 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide ; To lose good days that might be better spent ; To waste long nights in pensive discontent ; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow ; To feed on hope ; to pine with fear and sorrow ; To have thy Prince's grace, yet want her peer?
Сторінка 125 - Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change : Thy pyramids built up with newer might To me are nothing novel, nothing strange : They are but dressings of a former sight. Our dates are brief, and therefore we admire What thou dost foist upon us that is old, And rather make them born to our desire, Than think that we before have heard them told. Thy registers and thee I both defy, Not...
Сторінка 168 - Lastly, I should not choose this manner of writing, wherein knowing myself inferior to myself, led by the genial power of nature to another task, I have the use, as I may account, but of my left hand.
Сторінка 248 - And strength by limping sway disabled, And art made tongue-tied by authority...
Сторінка 215 - The majority of the following poems are to be considered as experiments. They were written chiefly with a view to ascertain how far the language of conversation in the middle and lower classes of society is adapted to the purposes of poetic pleasure.
Сторінка 289 - In bigness to surpass Earth's giant sons, Now less than smallest dwarfs, in narrow room Throng numberless...
Сторінка 163 - Hath scathed the forest oaks, or mountain pines, With singed top their stately growth, though bare Stands on the blasted heath. He now prepared To speak ; whereat their doubled ranks they bend From wing to wing, and half inclose him round With all his peers : attention held them mute.
Сторінка 191 - THE measure is English heroic verse without rime, as that of Homer in Greek, and of Virgil in Latin, — rime being no necessary adjunct or true ornament of poem or good verse, in longer works especially, but the invention of a barbarous age, to set off wretched matter and lame metre...