An Essay on the Genius and Writings of Pope ...W.J. and J. Richardson, 1806 - 8 pages |
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... appear , Still we tread the same coarse way , The Present's still a cloudy day . The unexpected insertion of such reflections , imparts to us the same pleasure that we feel , when , in wandering through a wilderness or grove , we ...
... appear , Still we tread the same coarse way , The Present's still a cloudy day . The unexpected insertion of such reflections , imparts to us the same pleasure that we feel , when , in wandering through a wilderness or grove , we ...
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... appears to be little valuable in Petrarch , except the pu- rity of his diction . His sentiments , even of love , are metaphysical , and far fetched ; neither is there much variety in his subjects , or fancy in his method of treating ...
... appears to be little valuable in Petrarch , except the pu- rity of his diction . His sentiments , even of love , are metaphysical , and far fetched ; neither is there much variety in his subjects , or fancy in his method of treating ...
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... appear by solid and manly observations on life or learning , expressed in a more chaste and subdued style . The former will frequently be hurried into obscurity or tur- gidity , and a false grandeur of diction ; the lat- ter will seldom ...
... appear by solid and manly observations on life or learning , expressed in a more chaste and subdued style . The former will frequently be hurried into obscurity or tur- gidity , and a false grandeur of diction ; the lat- ter will seldom ...
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... appears , that few poets ripened so early as POPE ; who seems lite- rally and strictly to have fulfilled the precept of Horace in each of its circumstances ; Multa tulit , fecitque PUER , He was laborious and indefatigable in his pur ...
... appears , that few poets ripened so early as POPE ; who seems lite- rally and strictly to have fulfilled the precept of Horace in each of its circumstances ; Multa tulit , fecitque PUER , He was laborious and indefatigable in his pur ...
Page 103
... appear , From spleen , from obstinacy , hate , or fear ! See anger , zeal , and fortitude , supply , Ev'n Avarice , prudence ; Sloth , philosophy ; Nor virtue male or female can we name , But what will grow on pride , or grow on shame ...
... appear , From spleen , from obstinacy , hate , or fear ! See anger , zeal , and fortitude , supply , Ev'n Avarice , prudence ; Sloth , philosophy ; Nor virtue male or female can we name , But what will grow on pride , or grow on shame ...
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Page 145 - The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar...
Page 36 - The lonely mountains o'er And the resounding shore A voice of weeping heard, and loud lament; From haunted spring and dale Edged with poplar pale The parting Genius is with sighing sent; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
Page 134 - Th' eternal snows appear already past, And the first clouds and mountains seem the last : But those attain'd, we tremble to survey The growing labours of the lengthen'd way, Th...
Page 7 - Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old Bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wisard stream : Ay me ! I fondly dream ! Had ye been there...
Page 231 - Let wreaths of triumph now my temples twine, (The victor cried) the glorious prize is mine ! While fish in streams, or birds delight in air, Or in a coach and six the British fair, As long as Atalantis shall be read...
Page 315 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding aisles and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence, and a dread repose : Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades every flower, and darkens every green ; Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
Page 219 - water glide away, And sip, with nymphs, their elemental tea. The graver prude sinks downward to a gnome, In search of mischief still on earth to roam. The light coquettes in sylphs aloft repair, And sport and flutter in the fields of air.
Page 220 - Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face ; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes. The busy sylphs surround their darling care, These set the head, and those divide the hair, Some fold the sleeve, whilst others plait the gown ; And Betty's prais'd for labours not her own. CANTO II. NOT with more glories, in th...
Page 390 - Anon out of the earth a fabric huge Rose like an exhalation, with the sound Of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet, Built like a temple, where pilasters round Were set, and Doric pillars overlaid With golden architrave ; nor did there want Cornice or frieze, with bossy sculptures graven •, The roof was fretted gold.
Page 223 - On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.