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... Iliad , or some of the passionate scenes in King Lear these pictures of human life , when we are sufficiently engaged , give an impression of reality not less distinct than that given by Tacitus describing 90 [ CHAP . 2 . Emotions and ...
... Iliad , or some of the passionate scenes in King Lear these pictures of human life , when we are sufficiently engaged , give an impression of reality not less distinct than that given by Tacitus describing 90 [ CHAP . 2 . Emotions and ...
Page 93
... to the fields of Troy . The Cretan jav'lin reach'd him from afar , And pierc'd his shoulder as he mounts his car . Iliad , v . 57 . 81 . It is still worse to fall back to the past PART 1. ] 93 Emotions and Passions .
... to the fields of Troy . The Cretan jav'lin reach'd him from afar , And pierc'd his shoulder as he mounts his car . Iliad , v . 57 . 81 . It is still worse to fall back to the past PART 1. ] 93 Emotions and Passions .
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... Iliad , v . Here all the terrors of grim War appear , Here rages Force , here tremble Flight and Fear , Here storm'd Contention , and here Fury frown'd , And the dire orb portentous Gorgon crown'd . 415 . Iliad , v . 914 . Nor is it ...
... Iliad , v . Here all the terrors of grim War appear , Here rages Force , here tremble Flight and Fear , Here storm'd Contention , and here Fury frown'd , And the dire orb portentous Gorgon crown'd . 415 . Iliad , v . 914 . Nor is it ...
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... Iliad is a description of a battle , wonderfully ar- dent . " When now gathered on either side , the " hosts plunged together in fight ; shield is harshly " laid to shield ; spears crash on the brazen cor- " slets ; bossy buckler with ...
... Iliad is a description of a battle , wonderfully ar- dent . " When now gathered on either side , the " hosts plunged together in fight ; shield is harshly " laid to shield ; spears crash on the brazen cor- " slets ; bossy buckler with ...
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... Iliad , book xxiii . l . 879 . CHAPTER IX . Uniformity and Variety . IN attempting to explain uniformity and va- riety , in order to show how we are affected by these circumstances , a doubt occurs , what method ought to be followed ...
... Iliad , book xxiii . l . 879 . CHAPTER IX . Uniformity and Variety . IN attempting to explain uniformity and va- riety , in order to show how we are affected by these circumstances , a doubt occurs , what method ought to be followed ...
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Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.