An Essay on the Genius and Writings of Pope ...W.J. and J. Richardson, 1806 |
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... Horace . One of our late great poets is sunk in his reputation , because he could never forgive any conceit that came in his way ; but swept , like a drag- a drag - net , great and small . There 8 ESSAY ON THE GENIUS.
... Horace . One of our late great poets is sunk in his reputation , because he could never forgive any conceit that came in his way ; but swept , like a drag- a drag - net , great and small . There 8 ESSAY ON THE GENIUS.
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... HORACE , TIBULLUS , PROPERTIUS , PHÆDRUS . These only can be called legitimate models of just thinking and writing . Succeed- ing authors , as it happens in all countries , re- solving to be original and new , and to avoid the ...
... HORACE , TIBULLUS , PROPERTIUS , PHÆDRUS . These only can be called legitimate models of just thinking and writing . Succeed- ing authors , as it happens in all countries , re- solving to be original and new , and to avoid the ...
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... . I do not remember to have seen it enough observed , that Cowley had a most happy talent of imitating the easy manner of Horace's epistolary writings ; I must therefore insert a specimen of this , his I must 40 ESSAY ON THE GENIUS.
... . I do not remember to have seen it enough observed , that Cowley had a most happy talent of imitating the easy manner of Horace's epistolary writings ; I must therefore insert a specimen of this , his I must 40 ESSAY ON THE GENIUS.
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... full of pleasing and virtuous sentiments , expressed without any affectation ; so that he appears to be one of the best prose writers of his time . of Horace , has exhibited the real character of Cowley AND WRITINGS OF POPE . 41.
... full of pleasing and virtuous sentiments , expressed without any affectation ; so that he appears to be one of the best prose writers of his time . of Horace , has exhibited the real character of Cowley AND WRITINGS OF POPE . 41.
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Joseph Warton. of Horace , has exhibited the real character of Cowley , with delicacy and candour : Who now reads Cowley ? If he pleases yet , His moral pleases , not his pointed wit ; Forgot his epic , nay , Pindaric art , But still I ...
Joseph Warton. of Horace , has exhibited the real character of Cowley , with delicacy and candour : Who now reads Cowley ? If he pleases yet , His moral pleases , not his pointed wit ; Forgot his epic , nay , Pindaric art , But still I ...
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Seite 52 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
Seite 226 - Peace to all such ! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires ; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease : Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne, View him with scornful, yet with jealous eyes, And hate for arts that caus'd himself to rise ; Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And, without sneering, teach the rest to sneer...
Seite 75 - Created half to rise, and half to fall; Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all; Sole judge of Truth, in endless Error hurl'd: The glory, jest, and riddle of the world!
Seite 57 - AWAKE, my St John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of Man ; A mighty maze ! but not without a plan ; A wild, where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot ; Or garden, tempting with forbidden fruit.
Seite 109 - Touch their immortal harps of golden wires, With those just spirits that wear victorious palms, Hymns devout and holy psalms Singing everlastingly ; That we on earth with undiscording voice May rightly answer that melodious noise ; As once we did, till disproportion'd sin Jarr'd against nature's chime, and with harsh din Broke the fair music that all creatures made To their great Lord, whose love their motion sway'J In perfect diapason, whilst they stood In first obedience, and their state of good.
Seite 239 - As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks, Or at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad...
Seite 226 - Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause ; While wits and templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — Who but must laugh, if such a man there be ! Who would not weep, if Atticus were he ! What, though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals ? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers...
Seite 70 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent; Spreads undivided, operates unspent! Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart...
Seite 62 - Where slaves once more their native land behold, No fiends torment, no Christians thirst for gold. To be, contents his natural desire, He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire ; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Seite 92 - Is it for thee the lark ascends and sings? Joy tunes his voice, joy elevates his wings. Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat? Loves of his own and raptures swell the note.