Elements of Criticism, Zväzok 1M. Carey, 1816 |
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Strana ix
... hearts of his subjects . Success will crown the undertaking , and endear GEORGE THE THIRD to our latest posterity . THE most elevated and most refined pleasure of human nature , is enjoyed by a virtuous Prince go- verning a virtuous ...
... hearts of his subjects . Success will crown the undertaking , and endear GEORGE THE THIRD to our latest posterity . THE most elevated and most refined pleasure of human nature , is enjoyed by a virtuous Prince go- verning a virtuous ...
Strana xxiii
... heart no less than the understanding . It tends , in the first place , to moderate the selfish af- fections by sweetening and harmonising the tem- per , it is a strong antidote to the turbulence of pas- sion , and violence of pursuit ...
... heart no less than the understanding . It tends , in the first place , to moderate the selfish af- fections by sweetening and harmonising the tem- per , it is a strong antidote to the turbulence of pas- sion , and violence of pursuit ...
Strana 42
... heart . The principles of the fine arts , appear in this view to open a direct avenue to the heart of man . The inquisitive mind beginning with criticism , the most agreeable of all amusements , and finding no obstruction in its ...
... heart . The principles of the fine arts , appear in this view to open a direct avenue to the heart of man . The inquisitive mind beginning with criticism , the most agreeable of all amusements , and finding no obstruction in its ...
Strana 43
Lord Henry Home Kames. a thorough knowledge of the human heart , of its desires , and of every motive to action ; a science , which of all that can be reached by man , is to him of the greatest importance . Upon a subject so ...
Lord Henry Home Kames. a thorough knowledge of the human heart , of its desires , and of every motive to action ; a science , which of all that can be reached by man , is to him of the greatest importance . Upon a subject so ...
Strana 64
... heart when he thinks warmly of any signal act of gratitude : he will be conscious of the feeling , as distinct from the esteem or admi- ration he has for the grateful person . The feeling is singular in the following respect , that it ...
... heart when he thinks warmly of any signal act of gratitude : he will be conscious of the feeling , as distinct from the esteem or admi- ration he has for the grateful person . The feeling is singular in the following respect , that it ...
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Strana 69 - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs : She swore, in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange ; 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful : She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man ; she thank'd me, And bade me, if I had a friend that lov'd her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her.
Strana 174 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Strana 225 - God save the mark ! — And telling me the sovereign'st thing on Earth Was parmaceti for an inward bruise ; And that it was great pity, so it was, This villainous salt-petre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly ; and, but for these vile guns, He would himself have been a soldier.
Strana 181 - This day is call'd the feast of Crispian : He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when this day is named, And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
Strana 396 - Like Niobe, all tears, why she, even she — O God ! a beast that wants discourse of reason, Would have mourn'd longer — married with mine uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules...
Strana 122 - I'll not shed her blood ; Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow, And smooth as monumental alabaster. Yet she must die, else she'll betray more men. Put out the light, and then put out the light.
Strana 383 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.
Strana 224 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
Strana 224 - But I remember when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin new reap'd Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home.
Strana 227 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat? O no, the apprehension of the good Gives but the greater feeling to the worse : Fell sorrow's tooth doth never rankle more Than when it bites, but lanceth not the sore.