Our Great Writers, Or, Popular Chapters on Some Leading AuthorsE. Stock, 1884 - 275 páginas |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 34
Página 68
... swift As meditation , or the thoughts of love , May sweep to my revenge . ' But he has to learn the difference between the state of the will in warm moments when passion reigns , and its ordinary state when doubts begin and difficulties ...
... swift As meditation , or the thoughts of love , May sweep to my revenge . ' But he has to learn the difference between the state of the will in warm moments when passion reigns , and its ordinary state when doubts begin and difficulties ...
Página 90
... swift - rushing black Perdition hence , Or drive away the slaughtering Pestilence , To stand ' twixt us and our deserved smart ? But thou can'st best perform that office were thou art . ' Reading this , we are struck by the fact that ...
... swift - rushing black Perdition hence , Or drive away the slaughtering Pestilence , To stand ' twixt us and our deserved smart ? But thou can'st best perform that office were thou art . ' Reading this , we are struck by the fact that ...
Página 112
... ? In whose ear does any other linger ? What other has the true organ tone which makes the music of this form of verse - either the grandeur or the sweetness ? ' SWIFT . In the year of the Revolution - the 112 OUR GREAT WRITERS .
... ? In whose ear does any other linger ? What other has the true organ tone which makes the music of this form of verse - either the grandeur or the sweetness ? ' SWIFT . In the year of the Revolution - the 112 OUR GREAT WRITERS .
Página 113
... Swift's great friend and fellow - worker , Alexander Pope . Swift himself came into the world the year after the Great Fire , which succeeded the Great Plague of London - a year ( 1667 ) memorable for its own disaster -when the Dutch ...
... Swift's great friend and fellow - worker , Alexander Pope . Swift himself came into the world the year after the Great Fire , which succeeded the Great Plague of London - a year ( 1667 ) memorable for its own disaster -when the Dutch ...
Página 114
... Swift . Milton said of Dryden ( having only seen his earlier verses ) : ' He is a rhymer , but no poet . ' Had Milton lived to read ' Absalom and Achithophel , ' he would doubtless have given a different sentence . And Swift , if not in ...
... Swift . Milton said of Dryden ( having only seen his earlier verses ) : ' He is a rhymer , but no poet . ' Had Milton lived to read ' Absalom and Achithophel , ' he would doubtless have given a different sentence . And Swift , if not in ...
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
Our Great Writers - Or, Popular Chapters on Some Leading Authors Samuel Andrews Sin vista previa disponible - 2008 |
Our Great Writers: Or, Popular Chapters on Some Leading Authors (Classic ... Samuel Andrews Sin vista previa disponible - 2018 |
Our Great Writers; Or, Popular Chapters on Some Leading Authors Samuel Andrews Sin vista previa disponible - 2012 |
Términos y frases comunes
admiration Arminian atheism beautiful better blank verse Burns Burns's Carlyle character Chaucer Christian Church culture death delightful divine doubt doubtless Dublin earnest England English epic evil expression eyes fact faith fancy father fear feeling felt genius give Goldsmith greatest Hamlet hear heart heaven highest honour Hugh Miller human humour Ireland Irish Johnson kind knew lady learned less light literary literature live London Long Parliament Lycidas Milton mind moral nation nature never noble Paradise Lost passage passion phantom called poem poet poetic poetry poor Puritan religion satire scene seems sense sentiment Shakespeare Shandy Shelley Shelley's song soul spirit Stella Sterne Sterne's strange sublime sweet Swift Tennyson Thackeray thee things thou thought tion Tristram Shandy true truth uncle Uncle Toby verse wonderful words writing written wrote Yorick young youth
Pasajes populares
Página 246 - Perplext in faith, but pure in deeds, At last he beat his music out. There lives more faith in honest doubt, Believe me, than in half the creeds.
Página 194 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay — There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew: Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Página 49 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves ; And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, When he comes back...
Página 109 - Others apart sat on a hill retired, In thoughts more elevate, and reason'd high Of providence, foreknowledge, will, and fate, Fix'd fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute, And found no end, in wandering mazes lost.
Página 141 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha, for Scotland's King and Law, Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Free-man stand, or Free-man fa', Let him on wi
Página 97 - I was confirmed in this opinion, that he who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things, ought himself to be a true poem...
Página 52 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Página 251 - And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd the psalm to wintry skies, Who built him fanes of fruitless prayer, Who trusted God was love indeed And love Creation's final law Tho...
Página 103 - Enow of such as for their bellies' sake, Creep and intrude, and climb into the fold? Of other care they little reckoning make, Than how to scramble at the shearers' feast, And shove away the worthy bidden guest; Blind mouths!
Página 216 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven, Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.