Critical Essays on Dramatic PoetryL. Davis and C. Reymers, 1761 - 274 стор. |
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... Racine has intro- duced any spectacle is in Athalia , his ma- fter - piece . An infant appears on the throne , his nurse stands by him , and he is furrounded by priests ; a queen gives or- ders to her foldiers to put this child to death ...
... Racine has intro- duced any spectacle is in Athalia , his ma- fter - piece . An infant appears on the throne , his nurse stands by him , and he is furrounded by priests ; a queen gives or- ders to her foldiers to put this child to death ...
Сторінка 27
... Racine is fo very much fuperior to those who faid the fame things he did ; only because he faid them better . Corneille is never truly great , but when his expreffions are equal to his thoughts . Remember this precept of Mr. Boileau : C ...
... Racine is fo very much fuperior to those who faid the fame things he did ; only because he faid them better . Corneille is never truly great , but when his expreffions are equal to his thoughts . Remember this precept of Mr. Boileau : C ...
Сторінка 28
... that it will be eafily imprinted on the mind . + One of Corneille's fineft tragedies , by many looked upon as his master - piece . A tragedy of Racine's . critics critics fhould give me leave to mention love in a [ 28 ]
... that it will be eafily imprinted on the mind . + One of Corneille's fineft tragedies , by many looked upon as his master - piece . A tragedy of Racine's . critics critics fhould give me leave to mention love in a [ 28 ]
Сторінка 41
... Racine . The difference * + Two admired tragedies wrote by the elder Corneille . A great theatrical critic , but ... Racine , and not without fome fhew of fuccefs ; but Racine has flood difference always has , and will ever , lie in [ 41 ]
... Racine . The difference * + Two admired tragedies wrote by the elder Corneille . A great theatrical critic , but ... Racine , and not without fome fhew of fuccefs ; but Racine has flood difference always has , and will ever , lie in [ 41 ]
Сторінка 47
... Racine's tragedies ; the first has been tranflated , or rather imitated in a very masterly manner by Mr. Phillips , under the title of the Di- Atreffed Mother . We We often lengthen the unity of time to twenty - [ 47 ]
... Racine's tragedies ; the first has been tranflated , or rather imitated in a very masterly manner by Mr. Phillips , under the title of the Di- Atreffed Mother . We We often lengthen the unity of time to twenty - [ 47 ]
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Сторінка 15 - Had you rather Caesar were living and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men? As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him : but, as he was ambitious, I slew him. There is tears for his love; joy for his fortune; honour for his valour; and death for his ambition.
Сторінка 16 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony: who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth ; As which of you shall not ? With this I depart ; That, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Сторінка 15 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear : believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Сторінка 14 - I am inclined to think, this opinion proceeded originally from the zeal of the partizans of our author and Ben Jonson ; as they endeavoured to exalt the one at the expence of the other.
Сторінка 16 - CESAR'S Body. Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony : who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying...
Сторінка 71 - Moi-même, pour tout fruit de mes soins superflus, Maintenant je me cherche, et ne me trouve plus': Mon arc, mes javelots, mon char, tout m'importune...
Сторінка 11 - How beautiful is death, when earn'd by virtue ! Who would not be that youth ? what pity is it That we can die but once to serve our country...
Сторінка 71 - Dans le fond des forets votre image me suit. La lumiere du jour, les ombres de la nuit, Tout retrace a mes yeux les charmes que j'evite. Tout vous livre a 1'envi le rebelle Hippolyte.
Сторінка 11 - Tis Rome requires our tears. The mistress of the world, the seat of empire, The nurse of heroes, the delight of gods, That humbled the proud tyrants of the earth, And set the nations free, Rome is no more.
Сторінка 103 - Ant. How I lov'd Witnefs ye days and nights, and all ye hours, That danc'd away with down upon your feet, As all your bus'nefs were to count my paffion. One day paft by and nothing faw but love; Another came and ftill 'twas only love : The funs were weary'd out with looking on And I untir'd with loving. I faw you ev'ry day, and all the day, And ev'ry day was ftill but as the firft, So eager was I ftill to fee you more. Vent. 'Tis all too true. Ant. Fulvia my wife grew jealous, As (he indeed had reafon,...