Obras poeticas de d. Leonor d'Almeida Portugal Lorena e Lencastre, marqueza d'Alorna, condessa d'Assumar, e d'Oeynhausen, Volumes 5-6

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Imprensa nacional, 1844
 

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Page 94 - whispers through the trees': If crystal streams 'with pleasing murmurs creep,' The reader's threaten'd (not in vain) with ' sleep': Then, at the last and only couplet fraught With some unmeaning thing they call a thought, A needless Alexandrine ends the song, That, like a wounded snake, drags its slow length along.
Page 92 - Words are like leaves ; and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found.
Page 90 - As shades more sweetly recommend the light, So modest plainness sets off sprightly wit. For works may have more wit than does 'em good, As bodies perish through excess of blood.
Page 84 - If once right reason drives that cloud away, Truth breaks upon us with resistless day. Trust not yourself; but your defects to know Make use of every friend — and every foe.
Page 94 - Who haunt Parnassus but to please their ear, Not mend their minds, as some to church repair, Not for the doctrine but the music there...
Page 96 - True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learned to dance. 'Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense.
Page 96 - Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main. Hear how Timotheus' varied lays surprise, And bid alternate passions fall and rise! While, at each change, the son of Libyan Jove Now burns with glory, and then melts with love; Now his fierce eyes with sparkling fury glow, Now sighs steal out, and tears begin to flow: Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found, And the world's victor stood subdu'd by Sound!
Page 98 - At ev'ry trifle scorn to take offence, That always shows great pride, or little sense : Those heads, as stomachs, are not sure the best, Which nauseate all, and nothing can digest. Yet let not each gay turn thy rapture move; For fools admire, but men of sense approve : As things seem large which we through mists descry, Dulness is ever apt to magnify.
Page 74 - First follow Nature, and your judgment frame By her just standard, which is still the same: Unerring Nature, still divinely bright, One clear, unchanged, and universal light, Life, force, and beauty, must to all impart, At once the source, and end, and test of Art. Art from that fund each just supply provides; Works without show, and without pomp presides: In some fair body thus th' informing soul With spirits feeds, with vigour fills the whole, Each motion guides, and every nerve sustains; Itself...
Page 94 - In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold; Alike fantastic, if too new, or old: Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.

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