Literary Leaves, Zväzok 2Thacker & Company, 1840 |
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... Campbell , however , has expressed his surprise that the last mentioned critic , " one of the most brilliant and acute spirits of the age , " should have made this " erroneous over - estimate of the light derivable from these poems ...
... Campbell , however , has expressed his surprise that the last mentioned critic , " one of the most brilliant and acute spirits of the age , " should have made this " erroneous over - estimate of the light derivable from these poems ...
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... ( Campbell calls her a married woman , though I recollect no passage in the sonnets that exactly justifies him in so describing her ) certainly throws a shade upon his moral character . His thinking it necessary to publish and immortalize ...
... ( Campbell calls her a married woman , though I recollect no passage in the sonnets that exactly justifies him in so describing her ) certainly throws a shade upon his moral character . His thinking it necessary to publish and immortalize ...
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... Campbell is also puzzled , and remarks that it seems almost impos- sible to make out to whom they are addressed . Even the Schle- * I believe Thomas Campbell in his edition of Shakespeare's Plays , in one volume , has stated that the ...
... Campbell is also puzzled , and remarks that it seems almost impos- sible to make out to whom they are addressed . Even the Schle- * I believe Thomas Campbell in his edition of Shakespeare's Plays , in one volume , has stated that the ...
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... Campbell has it . I found the people as cold and dismal as the climate , and I wondered how a nation could so com- pletely change its character in so short a time . Before I left the shores of England for the first time , every familiar ...
... Campbell has it . I found the people as cold and dismal as the climate , and I wondered how a nation could so com- pletely change its character in so short a time . Before I left the shores of England for the first time , every familiar ...
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... Campbell . Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge . - Wordsworth . Truth may dwell more clearly in an allegory or a moralled fable than in a bare narration . - Feltham's Resolves . It is very wrong to represent it ...
... Campbell . Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge . - Wordsworth . Truth may dwell more clearly in an allegory or a moralled fable than in a bare narration . - Feltham's Resolves . It is very wrong to represent it ...
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Addison admiration amongst Anna Seward appears beauty Ben Jonson breathe Byron Campbell character charm critic delight diction Don Quixote dramatic dreams Drummond Dryden English English language excellence exquisite Falstaff fame fancy feeling genius Grongar Hill hath Hazlitt heart human humour Iago imagination imitation intellectual Italian Johnson Knight language Leigh Hunt less literary literature living look Lord Lord Byron Massinger merit Milton mind Moore moral Muse nature never noble o'er object observed Othello passages passion perhaps Petrarch poems poet poet's poetical poetry Pope popular praise prose racter reader respect rhymes Roger de Coverley Sancho Sancho Panza says scene seems sense Shakespeare Shylock Sir Roger sonnets soul speak spirit stanza strange style sweet taste thee thine thing Thomas Moore thou thought tion Tory true truth uncle Toby verse vulgar Whig words Wordsworth writer written
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Strana 16 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Strana 130 - Of those fierce darts despair at me doth throw; 0 make in me those civil wars to cease; 1 will good tribute pay, if thou do so. Take thou of me smooth pillows, sweetest bed, A chamber deaf to noise...
Strana 12 - ... this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe. O, if, I say, you look upon this verse When I perhaps compounded am with clay, Do not so much as my poor name rehearse, But let your love even with my life decay, Lest the wise world should look into your moan And mock you with me after I am gone.
Strana 13 - Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell...
Strana 193 - Tis not to make me jealous, To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company, Is free of speech, sings, plays, and dances well ; Where virtue is, these are more virtuous : Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt ; For she had eyes, and chose me. No, lago ; I'll see before I doubt; when I doubt, prove; And, on the proof, there is no more but this, — Away at once with love or jealousy!
Strana 192 - I'd make a life of jealousy ; To follow still the changes of the moon With fresh suspicions ? No ! to be once in doubt, Is once to be resolved.
Strana 319 - DUKE'S PALACE. [Enter DUKE, CURIO, LORDS; MUSICIANS attending.] DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Strana 228 - As Sir Roger is landlord to the whole congregation, he keeps them in very good order, and will suffer nobody to sleep in it besides himself; for if, by chance, he has been surprised into a short nap at sermon, upon recovering out of it he stands up and looks about him, and, if he sees anybody else nodding, either wakes them himself, or sends his servants to them.
Strana 297 - Most wretched men Are cradled into poetry by wrong, They learn in suffering what they teach in song.
Strana 253 - Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends never to part ; My little ones kissed me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobbed aloud in her fulness of heart. Stay, stay with us, — rest, thou art weary and worn...