Lives of the Most Eminent English Poets,: With Critical Observations on Their Works ... In Two VolumesWilliam Milner., 1835 |
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... learning , but refused the husks , had the appearance of an instinctive elegance , of a particular provision made by nature for literary politeness . But , in the author's own honest rela- tion , the marvel vanishes : he was , he says ...
... learning , but refused the husks , had the appearance of an instinctive elegance , of a particular provision made by nature for literary politeness . But , in the author's own honest rela- tion , the marvel vanishes : he was , he says ...
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... learning , and to shew their learning was their whole endeavour : but , un- luckily resolving to shew it in rhyme , instead of writing poetry , they only wrote verses , and very often 18 LIVES OF THE POETS .
... learning , and to shew their learning was their whole endeavour : but , un- luckily resolving to shew it in rhyme , instead of writing poetry , they only wrote verses , and very often 18 LIVES OF THE POETS .
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... ideas are yoked by violence toge- ther ; nature and art are ransacked for illustrations , com- parisons , and allusions ; their learning instructs , and their subtlety surprises ; but the reader commonly thinks his improvement COWLEY . 19.
... ideas are yoked by violence toge- ther ; nature and art are ransacked for illustrations , com- parisons , and allusions ; their learning instructs , and their subtlety surprises ; but the reader commonly thinks his improvement COWLEY . 19.
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... learning not very much fre- quented by common readers of poetry . Thus Cowley on knowledge : The sacred tree ' midst the fair orchard grew : The phoenix Truth did on it rest , And built his perfum'd nest , That right porphyrian tree ...
... learning not very much fre- quented by common readers of poetry . Thus Cowley on knowledge : The sacred tree ' midst the fair orchard grew : The phoenix Truth did on it rest , And built his perfum'd nest , That right porphyrian tree ...
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... learning and religion , And virtue , and such engredients , have made A mithridate , whose operation Keeps off , or cures , what can be done or said . Though the following lines of Donne , on the last night of the year , have something ...
... learning and religion , And virtue , and such engredients , have made A mithridate , whose operation Keeps off , or cures , what can be done or said . Though the following lines of Donne , on the last night of the year , have something ...
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304 ÆäÀÌÁö - From harmony, from heavenly harmony This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in Man.
34 ÆäÀÌÁö - To move, but doth if th' other do. And though it in the center sit, Yet when the .other far doth roam, It leans and hearkens after it, And grows erect as that comes home. Such wilt thou be to me, who must, Like th' other foot, obliquely run: Thy firmness makes my circle just, And makes me end where I begun.
120 ÆäÀÌÁö - Poetry is the art of uniting pleasure with truth, . by calling imagination to the help of reason.
281 ÆäÀÌÁö - To judge rightly of an author, we must transport ourselves to his time, and examine what were the wants of his contemporaries, and what were his means of supplying them.
412 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... irregular life, and perhaps of loose opinions. Addison, for whom he did not want respect, had very diligently endeavoured to reclaim him, but his arguments and expostulations had no effect. One experiment, however, remained to be tried; when he found his life near its end, he directed the young lord to be called, and when he desired with great tenderness to hear his last injunctions, told him, "I have sent for you that you may see how a Christian can die.
58 ÆäÀÌÁö - No author ever kept his verse and his prose at a greater distance from each other. His thoughts are natural, and his style has a smooth and placid equability, which has never yet obtained its due commendation. Nothing is far-sought, or hard-laboured ; but all is easy without feebleness, and familiar without grossness.
77 ÆäÀÌÁö - Whether we provide for action or conversation, whether we wish to be useful or pleasing, the first requisite is the religious and moral knowledge of right and wrong; the next is an acquaintance with the history of mankind, and with those examples which may be said to embody truth, and prove by events the reasonableness of opinions. Prudence and justice- are virtues and excellences of all times and of all places. We are perpetually moralists ; but we are geometricians only by chance.
437 ÆäÀÌÁö - What he attempted, he performed ; he is never feeble, and he did not wish to be energetic ; he is never rapid, and he never stagnates. His sentences have neither studied amplitude, nor affected brevity ; his periods, though not diligently rounded, are voluble and easy. Whoever wishes to attain an English style, familiar but not coarse, and elegant but not ostentatious, must give his days and nights to the volumes of Addison.
32 ÆäÀÌÁö - Hither with crystal vials, lovers, come, And take my tears, which are love's wine, And try your mistress' tears at home ; For all are false, that taste not just like mine.
433 ÆäÀÌÁö - Plato, thou reason'st well ! — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction...