The Complete Art of Poetry ...Charles Rivington, 1718 |
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... whose extenfive Faculties nothing feems able to fill , but that Supream Being that fills the univerfal Space , that is , God . Certainly , there is no Body that is capable of thinking juftly , or that can raife his Thought above the ...
... whose extenfive Faculties nothing feems able to fill , but that Supream Being that fills the univerfal Space , that is , God . Certainly , there is no Body that is capable of thinking juftly , or that can raife his Thought above the ...
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... whose Hands this Difpenfation is lodg'd ; and which , I fear , is likely to be ftill erroneous , till fome Great Man arife , a Mecenas , a Richlieu , or a Sir Philip Sidney , whofe Judgment and Quality may be able , by their Influence ...
... whose Hands this Difpenfation is lodg'd ; and which , I fear , is likely to be ftill erroneous , till fome Great Man arife , a Mecenas , a Richlieu , or a Sir Philip Sidney , whofe Judgment and Quality may be able , by their Influence ...
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... whose . agreeable Dawn the Eyes of Reason , by little and lit- tle , grew ftronger , and more able to arrive at Know- ledge , more robust . Let learned Greece fhew me one Book before Mufeus , Hefiod , and Homer , all Poets ; nor were ...
... whose . agreeable Dawn the Eyes of Reason , by little and lit- tle , grew ftronger , and more able to arrive at Know- ledge , more robust . Let learned Greece fhew me one Book before Mufeus , Hefiod , and Homer , all Poets ; nor were ...
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... whose Influence , Arifto- the's Works were first brought into the Hands of the curious , and his Poetics chiefly employed the Study and . Application of the ingenious . The Balian Men of Letters were by thefe Means perfect in them ...
... whose Influence , Arifto- the's Works were first brought into the Hands of the curious , and his Poetics chiefly employed the Study and . Application of the ingenious . The Balian Men of Letters were by thefe Means perfect in them ...
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... whose Priestess Iphigenia was . In short from the Doric Dialect in which these Paftorals were always written , it is pretty plain that they arofe either in Lacedemon or Sicily , where that was fpoken , and Mofchus and Theocritus , the ...
... whose Priestess Iphigenia was . In short from the Doric Dialect in which these Paftorals were always written , it is pretty plain that they arofe either in Lacedemon or Sicily , where that was fpoken , and Mofchus and Theocritus , the ...
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abfurd Action admirable affum'd againſt agreeable Antients Ariftotle Art of Poetry Author Beauty becauſe beft Boileau Caufe Comedy confefs Confequence confift cou'd Defcription Defign Defire Diction Difcourfe difcover Effay English Epigram Euripides Excellence Expreffion Fable faid falfe fame feems feen felf feveral fhall fhew fhort fhould fince firft firſt fome fomething fometimes fpeak ftill fuch fufficient fure Genius give greateſt Greek Heroic Poem Hiftory himſelf Homer Horace Ibid Imitation Inftruction Judgment juft King laft Laudon leaft leaſt lefs Love Mafter Manilia Manners Meaſure moft Morifina moſt Mufe Mufic muft muſt Nature neceffary never Numbers obferve Paffions perfect Perfon Philofopher Pindar pleafes pleaſe Pleaſure Poefy Poet Poetical Praife prefent produc'd Profe Reafon reft Rules Senfe ſhall Sophocles Tafte Tatler thefe themſelves theſe thing thofe thoſe thou Tragedy underſtand uſe Verfe Verſe Virgil Virtue whofe Words World wou'd write
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Seite 348 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Seite 332 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge, And in the visitation of the winds Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads and hanging them With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That with the hurly death itself awakes...
Seite 328 - O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite, By bare imagination of a feast?
Seite 319 - And all the men and women merely players ; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms: And then the whining school-boy with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school.
Seite 319 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...
Seite 307 - Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love: Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues; Let every eye negotiate for itself, And trust no agent; for beauty is a witch, Against whose charms faith melteth into blood.
Seite 300 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do ; Not light them for themselves : for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not...
Seite 330 - This land of such dear souls, this dear, dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out (I die pronouncing it), Like to a tenement, or pelting farm: England, bound in with the triumphant sea, Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots, and rotten parchment bonds: That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.
Seite 331 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
Seite 319 - The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.