Latest Literary Essays ; The Old English DramatistsRiverside Press, 1889 - 461 Seiten |
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... forces we do not comprehend . Yet Dryden at his best is wonderfully impressive . He reminds one of a boiling spring . There is tumult , con- cussion , and no little vapor ; but there is force , there is abundance , there is ...
... forces we do not comprehend . Yet Dryden at his best is wonderfully impressive . He reminds one of a boiling spring . There is tumult , con- cussion , and no little vapor ; but there is force , there is abundance , there is ...
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... force which vibrates in every verse of larger - moulded men . Bonstetten tells us that " every sensation in Gray was passionate , " but I very much doubt whether he was capable of that sustained passion of the mind which is fed by a ...
... force which vibrates in every verse of larger - moulded men . Bonstetten tells us that " every sensation in Gray was passionate , " but I very much doubt whether he was capable of that sustained passion of the mind which is fed by a ...
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... force to rouse into more profitable activity . Gray's mel- ancholy was that of Richard II . : — " I wasted time , and now doth time waste me , For now hath time made me his numbering - clock . ” Whatever the cause , it began about the ...
... force to rouse into more profitable activity . Gray's mel- ancholy was that of Richard II . : — " I wasted time , and now doth time waste me , For now hath time made me his numbering - clock . ” Whatever the cause , it began about the ...
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... force us into a cleanly house , where we had bread , cheese , ale , and a fire for our money . This rain and wind were so obliging to me as to force our stay there for WALTON 91.
... force us into a cleanly house , where we had bread , cheese , ale , and a fire for our money . This rain and wind were so obliging to me as to force our stay there for WALTON 91.
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James Russell Lowell. obliging to me as to force our stay there for at least an hour , to my great content and advantage . ... And I gladly remember and mention it as an argument of my happiness and his great humility and condescension ...
James Russell Lowell. obliging to me as to force our stay there for at least an hour , to my great content and advantage . ... And I gladly remember and mention it as an argument of my happiness and his great humility and condescension ...
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Seite 182 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid ! heard words that have been So nimble, and so full of subtle flame, As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life...
Seite 207 - Had fed the feeling of their masters' thoughts, And every sweetness that inspired their hearts, Their minds, and muses on admired themes ; If all the heavenly quintessence they still From their immortal flowers of poesy, Wherein, as in a mirror, we perceive The highest reaches of a human wit ; If these had made one poem's period, And all combined in beauty's worthiness, Yet should there hover in their restless heads One thought, one grace, one wonder, at the least, Which into words no virtue can...
Seite 271 - There is no danger to a man, that knows What life and death is : there's not any law Exceeds his knowledge ; neither is it lawful That he should stoop to any other law : He goes before them, and commands them all, That to himself is a law rational.
Seite 187 - Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee ; When thou art old there's grief enough for thee.
Seite 211 - The reluctant pangs of abdicating royalty in Edward furnished hints, which Shakspeare scarcely improved in his Richard the Second ; and the death-scene of Marlowe's king moves pity and terror beyond any scene, ancient or modern, with which I am acquainted.
Seite 222 - I'll have them fly to India for gold, Ransack the ocean for orient pearl, And search all corners of the new-found world For pleasant fruits and princely delicates; I'll have them read me strange philosophy And tell the secrets of all foreign kings...
Seite 88 - But the Nightingale, another of my airy creatures, breathes such sweet loud music out of her little instrumental throat, that it might make mankind to think miracles are not ceased. He that at midnight, when the very labourer sleeps securely, should hear, as I have very often, the clear airs, the sweet descants, the natural rising and falling, the doubling and redoubling of her voice, might well be lifted above earth, and say...
Seite 293 - Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother. Death, ere thou hast slain another Fair and learn'd and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.
Seite 312 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet, oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct.
Seite 42 - And in my breast the imperfect joys expire; Yet Morning smiles the busy race to cheer, And new-born pleasure brings to happier men; The fields to all their wonted tribute bear; To warm their little loves the birds complain. I fruitless mourn to him that cannot hear And weep the more because I weep in vain.