“The” Spirit of the Age, Or Contemporary PortraitsGalignani, 1825 |
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... with the fine gentlemen and ladies ( squeamishness apart ) - the latter with the critics and the vulgar . * This Essay was written just before Lord Byron's death . VOL . I. I We shall treat of them in the same connec- tion THE ...
... with the fine gentlemen and ladies ( squeamishness apart ) - the latter with the critics and the vulgar . * This Essay was written just before Lord Byron's death . VOL . I. I We shall treat of them in the same connec- tion THE ...
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... critic , that he was " born in a garret sixteen stories high . " The insinuation is not true ; or if it were , it is low . The allusion degrades the person who makes , not him to whom it is applied . This is also the satire of a person ...
... critic , that he was " born in a garret sixteen stories high . " The insinuation is not true ; or if it were , it is low . The allusion degrades the person who makes , not him to whom it is applied . This is also the satire of a person ...
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... criticism and fair discussion , insulting the misfortunes of some , and trampling on the early grave of others- " Who would not grieve if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he ? " But we believe there is no other ...
... criticism and fair discussion , insulting the misfortunes of some , and trampling on the early grave of others- " Who would not grieve if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he ? " But we believe there is no other ...
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... critic seems to stand above the author , and " what in him is weak , to strengthen , what is low , to raise and sup- port : " nor is there any work of genius that does not come out of his hands like an Illu- minated Missal , sparkling ...
... critic seems to stand above the author , and " what in him is weak , to strengthen , what is low , to raise and sup- port : " nor is there any work of genius that does not come out of his hands like an Illu- minated Missal , sparkling ...
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... critic speaks and rises in his theme , you would think you heard the voice of the Man hated by the Gods , contend- ing with the wild winds as they roar , and his eye glitters with the spirit of Antiquity ! Next he was engaged with ...
... critic speaks and rises in his theme , you would think you heard the voice of the Man hated by the Gods , contend- ing with the wild winds as they roar , and his eye glitters with the spirit of Antiquity ! Next he was engaged with ...
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admiration affections argument beauty Ben Jonson Bentham breath casuistry character Claude Lorraine Cobbett Coleridge common common-place criticism delight Edinburgh Review eloquence equally fancy favour feeling French Revolution friends genius give Godwin grace ground habit hand heart heaven honour House human humour imagination intellect interest Irving less liberty light live look Lord Byron LORD ELDON Lyrical Ballads Malthus manner means ment mind modern moral Muse nature ness never object opinion orator Paine passion perhaps person philosophical poet poetical poetry political popular prejudice pretensions principle quaint question racter reason romantic seems sense Sir Francis Burdett Sir James Sir James Mackintosh Sir Walter Sir Walter Scott sophism sort Southey speak speeches spirit spleen stand striking style talent thing thought tical tion tone Tooke truth turn verse voice Whigs word Wordsworth writings
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Seite 146 - He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument.
Seite 116 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
Seite 137 - Far flashed the red artillery. But redder yet that light shall glow On Linden's hills of stained snow, And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. 'Tis morn ; but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy.
Seite 57 - Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he?
Seite 116 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast...
Seite 106 - The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself; * Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, Leave not a wreck behind.
Seite 108 - It is the first mild day of March: Each minute sweeter than before, The red-breast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare, And grass in the green field.
Seite 115 - Out went the taper as she hurried in ; Its little smoke, in pallid moonshine, died: She closed the door, she panted, all akin To spirits of the air, and visions wide : No uttered syllable, or, woe betide...
Seite 136 - Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Seite 119 - I WISH I was where Anna lies, For I am sick of lingering here ; And every hour, affection cries, Go and partake her humble bier. I wish I could ! for when she died, I lost my all ; and life has proved, Since that sad hour, a dreary void, A waste unlovely, and unloved.