The Monthly Mirror: Reflecting Men and Manners : with Strictures on Their Epitome, the Stage, Band 17Proprietors., 1804 |
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... poet's crown , Are bawl'd in frequent cries through all the town ; Then judge the festival of Christmas near ; Christmas , the joyous period of the year . Now with bright holly all the temples strow , With laurel green , and sacred ...
... poet's crown , Are bawl'd in frequent cries through all the town ; Then judge the festival of Christmas near ; Christmas , the joyous period of the year . Now with bright holly all the temples strow , With laurel green , and sacred ...
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... poet Naogeorgus says , * that it was usual , at that time , for friends to present each other with a new year's gift ; for the hus- band , the wife ; the parents , their children ; and masters , their servants ; which , as † Hospinian ...
... poet Naogeorgus says , * that it was usual , at that time , for friends to present each other with a new year's gift ; for the hus- band , the wife ; the parents , their children ; and masters , their servants ; which , as † Hospinian ...
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... poet , and wrote four books in praise of the accomplished Lycoris , who , disregarding his passion , followed the luxurious Anthony || in his excursion through the various cities of Italy ; - " perque nives , perque horrida castra ...
... poet , and wrote four books in praise of the accomplished Lycoris , who , disregarding his passion , followed the luxurious Anthony || in his excursion through the various cities of Italy ; - " perque nives , perque horrida castra ...
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... POET who fails in writing becomes a morose critic . The weak insipid white wine , makes , at length , good vinegar . THE ridicule with which some people affect to triumph over their superiors is , as though the moon , under an eclipse ...
... POET who fails in writing becomes a morose critic . The weak insipid white wine , makes , at length , good vinegar . THE ridicule with which some people affect to triumph over their superiors is , as though the moon , under an eclipse ...
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... , printed for the Author . 1803 , THIS beautiful poet , to whom Virgil , Camoens , and many other authors , have been silently indebted , is already known to the Eng- lish reader , in a version by Fawkes ; over 34 THE MONTHLY MIRROR .
... , printed for the Author . 1803 , THIS beautiful poet , to whom Virgil , Camoens , and many other authors , have been silently indebted , is already known to the Eng- lish reader , in a version by Fawkes ; over 34 THE MONTHLY MIRROR .
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Seite 406 - How like a fawning publican he looks! I hate him for he is a Christian : But more, for that, in low simplicity, He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Seite 336 - He was the man who of all modern, and perhaps ancient poets, had the largest and most comprehensive soul. All the images of nature were still present to him, and he drew them not laboriously, but luckily : when he describes anything, you more than see it, you feel it too.
Seite 164 - A sigh that piercing mortifies, A look that's fastened to the ground, A tongue chained up without a sound ! Fountain heads and pathless groves, Places which pale passion loves ! Moonlight walks, when all the fowls Are warmly housed save bats and owls ! A midnight bell, a parting groan, These are the sounds we feed upon ; Then stretch our bones in a still gloomy valley : Nothing's so dainty sweet as lovely melancholy.
Seite 379 - In the month of May, namely, on May-day in the morning, every man, except impediment, would walk into the sweet meadows and green woods, there to rejoice their spirits with the beauty and savour of sweet flowers, and with the harmony of birds, praising God in their kind...
Seite 123 - To be no more. Sad cure! for who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallowed up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated Night, Devoid of sense and motion?
Seite 164 - Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights, Wherein you spend your folly : There's nought in this life sweet If man were wise to see't, But only melancholy, O sweetest Melancholy...
Seite 259 - How charming is divine Philosophy! Not harsh and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, Where no crude surfeit reigns.
Seite 51 - Ah ! let not Censure term our fate our choice, The stage but echoes back the public voice ; The drama's laws, the drama's patrons give, For we that live to please, must please to live.
Seite 337 - All the images of nature were still present to him, and he drew them not laboriously but luckily: when he describes anything you more than see it, you feel it too. Those who accuse him to have wanted learning, give him the greater commendation: he was naturally learned; he needed not the spectacles of books to read Nature; he looked inwards, and found her there.
Seite 61 - I ask to be allowed to display the best energies of my character, to shed the last drop of my blood in support of your Majesty's person, crown, and dignity ; for this is not a war for empire, glory, or dominion, but for existence. In this contest the lowest and humblest of your Majesty's subjects have been called...