Laocoon; Or The Limits of Poetry and Painting (Google eBook)

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J. Ridgway & Sons., 1836 - Aesthetics - 373 pages
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Page 243 - But I, that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass ; I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph ; I, that am curtail...
Page 243 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Page 322 - ... et jam bis medium amplexi, bis collo squamea circum terga dati, superant capite et cervicibus altis.
Page 208 - Sotto quel sta, quasi fra due vallette La bocca sparsa di natio cinabro; Quivi due filze son di perle elette, Che chiude ed apre un bello, e dolce labro: Quindi escon le cortesi parolette Da render molle ogni cor rozzo e scabro: Quivi si forma quel soave riso, Ch'apre a sua posta in terra il paradiso. Bianca neve il bel collo, e...
Page 160 - This sceptre, form'd by temper'd steel, to prove An ensign of the delegates of Jove, From whom the power of laws and justice springs (Tremendous oath! inviolate to kings): By this I swear, when bleeding Greece again Shall call Achilles, she shall call in vain.
Page 243 - Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace...
Page 194 - The' appointed heralds still the noisy bands, And form a ring, with sceptres in their hands : On seats of stone, within the sacred place, The reverend elders nodded o'er the case ; Alternate, each the...
Page 242 - Thou, nature, art my goddess ; to thy law My services are bound : Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-shines Lag of a brother? Why bastard?
Page 243 - That dogs bark at me, as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time...
Page 155 - Of sounding brass ; the polished axle, steel. Eight brazen spokes in radiant order flame ; The circles gold, of uncorrupted frame, Such as the heavens produce : and round the gold, Two brazen rings of work divine were roll'd.

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