Lectures on poetry read in the schools of natural philosophy at Oxford. Tr. [by W. Bowyer] with additional notes

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Page 56 - Ah wretched me ! I now begin too late To find out all the long perplex'd deceit ; It is myself I love, myself I see ; The gay delusion is a part of me.
Page 224 - Intrust thy fortune to the powers above. Leave them to manage for thee, and to grant What their unerring wisdom sees. thee want : In goodness, as in greatness, they excel ; Ah, that we lov'd ourselves but half so well!
Page 258 - I should therefore, in this Particular, recommend to my Countrymen the Example of the French Stage, where the Kings and Queens always appear unattended, and leave their Guards behind the Scenes. I...
Page 121 - Posse nefas, tacitusque mea decedere terra ? Nee te noster amor, nee te data dextera quondam, Nee moritura tenet crudeli funere Dido...
Page 152 - But nature; and the common laws of sense Forbid to reconcile antipathies, Or make a snake engender with a dove, And hungry tigers court the tender lambs. Some that at first have promis'd mighty things, Applaud themselves, when a few florid lines Shine through th...
Page 228 - em, and betwixt his grinders caught. Unlike in method, with conceal'd design, Did crafty Horace his low numbers join : And, with a sly insinuating grace, Laugh'd at his friend, and look'd him in the face: Would raise a blush, where secret vice he found ; And tickle, while he gently prob'd the wound. With seeming innocence the crowd beguil'd ; But made the desperate passes, when he smil'd.
Page 119 - I see the right, and I approve it too ; Condemn the wrong, and yet the wrong pursue.
Page 347 - Shakspeare, it strikes before we are aware, like an accidental fire from heaven ; but in Homer, and in him only, it burns every where clearly, and every where irresistibly.
Page 141 - ... read,) were pointed out by the Doctor ; and that a blunder whimsical enough had happened on this occasion, though it was fortunately rectified in time for the press. They related, that when he went as usual for his motto to the Doctor, the Doctor wrote him down these lines : While you alone sustain the weighty cares Of all the world, and manage peace and wars ; The Roman State by virtue's rules amend, Adorn with manners, and with arms defend ; To write a long discourse, and waste your time, Against...
Page 319 - To you, good gods, I make my last appeal ; Or clear my virtues, or my crimes reveal. If in the maze of fate I blindly run, And backward trod those paths I sought to shun, Impute my errors to your own decree : My hands are guilty, but my heart is free.

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