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Page 26
As I before produced a passage of Milton which I thought superior to a similar
one of POPE , I shall , in order to preserve impartiality , produce another from
Milton , in which I think ' him inferior to the last quoted paffage , except perhaps in
the ...
As I before produced a passage of Milton which I thought superior to a similar
one of POPE , I shall , in order to preserve impartiality , produce another from
Milton , in which I think ' him inferior to the last quoted paffage , except perhaps in
the ...
Page 39
And indeed this volume of Milton ' s miscellaneous poems has not till very lately
met with suitable regard . Shall I offend any rational admirer of Pope by
remarking , that these juvenile descriptive poems of Milton , as well as his latin
elegies ...
And indeed this volume of Milton ' s miscellaneous poems has not till very lately
met with suitable regard . Shall I offend any rational admirer of Pope by
remarking , that these juvenile descriptive poems of Milton , as well as his latin
elegies ...
Page 40
... how great a reader , especially at this time , Milton was of the Italian Poets . It is
certain that Milton , in the beginning of the ode , had the third sonnet of Petrarch
strong in his fancy , Era ' l giorno , ch ' al sol fi scoloraro Per la pietà del suo ...
... how great a reader , especially at this time , Milton was of the Italian Poets . It is
certain that Milton , in the beginning of the ode , had the third sonnet of Petrarch
strong in his fancy , Era ' l giorno , ch ' al sol fi scoloraro Per la pietà del suo ...
Page 275
The historical plays of * Shakespeare , are always particularly grateful to the
spectator , who loves to see and hear our own Harrys and Edwards , better than
all the Achilleses or * Milton has left , in a manuscript , thirty - three subjects for ...
The historical plays of * Shakespeare , are always particularly grateful to the
spectator , who loves to see and hear our own Harrys and Edwards , better than
all the Achilleses or * Milton has left , in a manuscript , thirty - three subjects for ...
Page 307
Forget thyself to marble ” is an expression of Milton , as is also , “ Caverns Thagg '
d with horrid thorn ; ” and the epithets “ pale - eyed , and twilight , ” are first used
in the { maller poems of Milton , which Pope had just perhaps been reading .
Forget thyself to marble ” is an expression of Milton , as is also , “ Caverns Thagg '
d with horrid thorn ; ” and the epithets “ pale - eyed , and twilight , ” are first used
in the { maller poems of Milton , which Pope had just perhaps been reading .
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Page 40 - Pollute with sinful blame, The saintly veil of maiden white to throw; Confounded, that her Maker's eyes Should look so near upon her foul deformities.
Page 225 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie: There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Page 310 - How oft, when press'd to marriage, have I said, Curse on all laws but those which love has made! Love, free as air, at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies...
Page 314 - Ah no! instruct me other joys to prize, With other beauties charm my partial eyes, Full in my view set all the bright abode, And make my soul quit Abelard for God.
Page 134 - ... faces to make one excellent. Such personages, I think, would please nobody but the painter that made them ; not but I think a painter may make a better face than ever was ; but he must do it by a kind of felicity, (as a musician that maketh an excellent air in music,) and not by rule.
Page 38 - The oracles are dumb; No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving: No nightly trance or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Page 13 - See a long race thy spacious courts adorn ; See future sons, and daughters yet unborn, In crowding ranks on every side arise, Demanding life, impatient for the skies ! See barbarous nations at thy gates attend, Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend...
Page 184 - But see! each Muse, in Leo's golden days, Starts from her trance, and trims her wither'd bays! Rome's ancient Genius, o'er its ruins spread, Shakes off the dust, and rears his rev'rend head. Then Sculpture and her sister-arts revive; Stones leap'd to form, and rocks began to live; With sweeter notes each rising Temple rung; A Raphael painted, and a Vida sung.
Page 97 - The Art of Criticism, which was published some months since, and is a master-piece in its kind. The observations follow one another like those in Horace's Art of Poetry, without that methodical regularity which would have been requisite in a prose author.
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