The Dramatick Works of John Dryden, Esq: In Six Volumes, Том 4J. Tonson, 1717 |
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... Thought , Of this beft Poem , that you ever wrought . This faireft Labour of your teeming Brain I wou'd embrace , but not with Flatt'ry stam ; Something I wou'd to your vaft Virtue raife , But fcorn to dawb it with a fulfome Praife ...
... Thought , Of this beft Poem , that you ever wrought . This faireft Labour of your teeming Brain I wou'd embrace , but not with Flatt'ry stam ; Something I wou'd to your vaft Virtue raife , But fcorn to dawb it with a fulfome Praife ...
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... Thoughts , and the Expreffions of a Poem , be generally fuch as proceed from a true Genius of Poetry , the Critick ought to pafs his Judgment in favour of the Author . " Tis malicious and unmanly to fnark at the little lapfes of a Pen ...
... Thoughts , and the Expreffions of a Poem , be generally fuch as proceed from a true Genius of Poetry , the Critick ought to pafs his Judgment in favour of the Author . " Tis malicious and unmanly to fnark at the little lapfes of a Pen ...
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... thought knowing , you muft firft put the Fool upon all Mankind . If you can enter more deeply , than they have done , into the Caufes and Reforts of that which moves Pleasure in a Reader , the Field is open , you may be heard : But ...
... thought knowing , you muft firft put the Fool upon all Mankind . If you can enter more deeply , than they have done , into the Caufes and Reforts of that which moves Pleasure in a Reader , the Field is open , you may be heard : But ...
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... Thought to things inanimate . Will you arraign your Mafter Horace , for his Hardness of Expreffion , when he describes the Death of Cleopatra ? and fays fhe did Afperos tractare ferpentes , ut atrum corpore combiberet venenum ? because ...
... Thought to things inanimate . Will you arraign your Mafter Horace , for his Hardness of Expreffion , when he describes the Death of Cleopatra ? and fays fhe did Afperos tractare ferpentes , ut atrum corpore combiberet venenum ? because ...
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... Thought , or Imagination of a Poet , confifts in ficti- on : But then thofe Thoughts must be exprefs'd ; and here arife two other Branches of it : For if this Licence be included in a fingle Word , it admits of Tropes : If in a Sentence ...
... Thought , or Imagination of a Poet , confifts in ficti- on : But then thofe Thoughts must be exprefs'd ; and here arife two other Branches of it : For if this Licence be included in a fingle Word , it admits of Tropes : If in a Sentence ...
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Сторінка 265 - I should die With a hard thought of you ? Ant. Forgive me, Roman. Since I have heard of Cleopatra's death, My reason bears no rule upon my tongue, But lets my thoughts break all at random out.
Сторінка 239 - Men are but children of a larger growth ; Our appetites as apt to change as theirs, And full as craving too, and full as vain ; And yet the soul, shut up in her dark room, Viewing so clear abroad, at home sees nothing; But, like a mole in earth, busy and blind, Works all her folly up, and casts it outward To the world's open view...
Сторінка 262 - O hold ! she is not fled. ANT. She is: my eyes Are open to her falsehood; my whole life Has been a golden dream of love and friendship; But, now I wake, I'm like a merchant, roused From soft repose, to see his vessel sinking, And all his wealth cast over.
Сторінка 254 - And cannot hurt the woman; but avoid me: I do not know how long I can be tame ; For, if I stay one minute...
Сторінка 243 - I injured him: My friend ne'er spoke those words. Oh, had you seen How often he came back, and every time With something more obliging and more kind, To add to what he said; what dear farewells; How almost vanquished by his love he parted, And leaned to what unwillingly he left!
Сторінка 243 - The abode of falsehood, violated vows, And injured love? For pity, let me go; For, if there be a place of long repose, I'm sure I want it. My disdainful lord Can never break that...
Сторінка 259 - Now dipt from every bank, now smoothly run To meet the foe; and soon indeed they met, But not as foes. In few, we saw their caps On either side thrown up; the Egyptian g-alleys, Received like friends, passed through, and fell behind The Roman rear; and now, they all come forward, And ride within the port. Cleo. Enough, Serapion : I've heard my doom.— This needed not, you gods: When I lost Antony, your work was done; 'Tis but superfluous malice.
Сторінка 244 - Could you not beg An hour's admittance to his private ear? Like one, who wanders through long barren wilds, And yet foreknows no hospitable inn...
Сторінка 210 - Now, what news, my Charmion ? Will he be kind? and will he not forsake me? Am I to live, or die ? — nay, do I live ? Or am I dead ? for when he gave his answer, Fate took the word, and then I lived or died.
Сторінка 232 - He shall draw back his troops, and you shall march To rule the East: I may be dropt at Athens; No matter where. I never will complain, But only keep the barren name of wife. And rid you of the trouble.