The Works of the English Poets: DrydenH. Hughs, 1779 - English poetry |
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... took a confiderable part of what was remitted to you of your own revenues , and as a memorable inftance of your heroic charity , put it into the hands of count Guiscard , who was governor of the place , to be diftri- buted among your ...
... took a confiderable part of what was remitted to you of your own revenues , and as a memorable inftance of your heroic charity , put it into the hands of count Guiscard , who was governor of the place , to be diftri- buted among your ...
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... took not place . You are still living to enjoy the bleffings and applause of all the good you have perform- ed , the prayers of multitudes whom you have obliged , for your long profperity ; and that your power of doing generous and ...
... took not place . You are still living to enjoy the bleffings and applause of all the good you have perform- ed , the prayers of multitudes whom you have obliged , for your long profperity ; and that your power of doing generous and ...
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... took all the liberties , both of num- bers and of expreffions , which his language , and the age in which he lived , allowed him : Homer's inven- tion was more copious , Virgil's more confined : fo that if Homer had not led the way , it ...
... took all the liberties , both of num- bers and of expreffions , which his language , and the age in which he lived , allowed him : Homer's inven- tion was more copious , Virgil's more confined : fo that if Homer had not led the way , it ...
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... took not from the character of his Good Parfon . A fatyrical poet is the check of the laymen , on bad priests . We are only to take care , that we involve not the inno- cent with the guilty in the fame condemnation . The good cannot be ...
... took not from the character of his Good Parfon . A fatyrical poet is the check of the laymen , on bad priests . We are only to take care , that we involve not the inno- cent with the guilty in the fame condemnation . The good cannot be ...
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... took up Boccace , unawares I fell on the same argument of preferring virtue to nobility of blood , and titles , in the ftory of Sigifmunda ; which I had cer- tainly avoided for the refemblance of the two dif- courses , if my memory had ...
... took up Boccace , unawares I fell on the same argument of preferring virtue to nobility of blood , and titles , in the ftory of Sigifmunda ; which I had cer- tainly avoided for the refemblance of the two dif- courses , if my memory had ...
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Page 19 - Virgil was of a quiet, sedate temper; Homer was violent, impetuous, and full of fire. The chief talent of Virgil was propriety of thoughts and ornament of words; Homer was rapid in his thoughts, and took all the liberties, both of numbers » and of expressions, which his language and the age in which he lived allowed him.
Page 300 - A creature of a more exalted kind Was wanting yet, and then was Man design'd ; Conscious of thought, of more capacious breast, For empire form'd, and fit to rule the rest...
Page 146 - Twas at a feast, and every inn so full, That no void room in chamber, or on ground, And but one sorry bed was to be found ; And that so little it would hold but one, Though till this hour they never lay alone.
Page 26 - There was plenty enough, but the dishes were ill sorted; whole pyramids of sweetmeats for boys and women but little of solid meat for men. All this proceeded not from any want of knowledge, but of judgment. Neither did he want that in discerning the beauties and faults of other poets, but only...
Page 14 - Milton was the poetical son of Spenser, and Mr Waller of Fairfax ; for we have our lineal descents and clans as well as other families. Spenser more than once insinuates that the soul of Chaucer was transfused into his body, and that he was begotten by him two hundred years after his decease.
Page 241 - This noble youth to madness loved a dame Of high degree, Honoria was her name : Fair as the fairest, but of haughty mind, And fiercer than became so soft a kind ; Proud of her birth, (for equal she had none) The rest she scorn'd; but hated him alone.
Page 43 - I have pleaded guilty to all thoughts and expressions of mine which can be truly argued of obscenity, profaneness, or immorality, and retract them. If he be my enemy, let him triumph; if he be my friend, as I have given him no personal occasion to be otherwise, he will be glad of my repentance. It becomes me not to draw my pen in the defence of a bad cause when I have so often drawn it for a good one.
Page 27 - Tis true, I cannot go so far as he who published the last edition of him; for he would make us believe the fault is in our ears, and that there were really ten syllables in a verse where we find but nine; but this opinion is not worth confuting...
Page 207 - For, letting down the golden chain from high, He drew his audience upward to the sky; And oft with holy hymns he charm'd their ears, A music more melodious than the spheres; For David left him, when he went to rest, His lyre; and after him he sung the best.
Page 55 - The rising nor the setting sun beheld : Of Athens he was lord ; much land he won, And added foreign countries to his crown...